Orange trees & fennel shrubs
Big dams & rolling fields
Rusted blades turn round and round
Water's pumped from the power it yields
It may be old and rustic
It's a landmark of the land
Great grandfather built it five score years ago
And it still stands tall and grand
By KMF
Inspired by picture prompt
by Tess from Magpie Tales
Lovely poem Katherine.
ReplyDeleteThe windmills that I saw when in Holland years ago were massive. Some were working and some weren't. And they did stand tall and grand! Great Magpie!
ReplyDeletenice easy rhyme catherine that carries a history like a comfortable shirt...
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great feeling, and well built!
ReplyDeleteNice! you've reminded me of my grandparents' farms. I must look more closely to see these icons of life. Not many of them left.
ReplyDeleteRick
...a tribute to both the creator and the landmark he left... fascinating and i am loving the simple rhythm you imposed here.(:
ReplyDelete~kelvin
A most pleasant rhyming poem. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteGreat words. I really like the sense of honoring someone's memory and the permanence of the windmill (and the memory).
ReplyDeleteMike
Standing the test of time ... what living is all about, yes?
ReplyDeleteNicely done.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem. Now I feel doing less after reading yours. :( Well done.
ReplyDelete- Joe
I love this one.
ReplyDelete— K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
Loved it and this one did not find its way in the metal scrapyard!! Great gusto and positivity here in this poem!!
ReplyDeleteCool picture and cool poem!
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:)
So true Katherine....love the hope in this one!
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Tall and grand, indeed.
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