Silent now the sound of hammer on steel
Held still the giant cranes and wheel
Isolated men lost, without work robbed of future
Pushed aside by business’s uncaring of nature .
Busy no longer, the ships and trade all gone
Urchins run and play no more
Itinerant men all banished from the shore.
Long ago echoes can be heard still
Dint of history and it’s maddening will.
Indolent seagulls in search of food
Nudge the empty newspapers and brood.
Gone , gone the glory days.
May 18, 2015 @ 21:13:00
I love this and am reblogging it
May 18, 2015 @ 22:34:34
Thank you so much I am very grateful.
May 18, 2015 @ 21:14:15
Reblogged this on mermaidcamp and commented:
Acrostic poetry is all about spelling with the first letter of each line. This one is brilliant, recalling British history
May 18, 2015 @ 22:35:36
🙂 xx
May 18, 2015 @ 22:04:57
Maybe 2 ‘indolent’ beginnings of lines could be changed to give a better effect. Just a thought – I like the idea and what you have achieved with it. Thank you G:)
May 18, 2015 @ 22:33:37
Thank you Graeme a mistake on my part not, checking, I have fixed it now I hope it reads better now. 😉
May 19, 2015 @ 05:49:51
Very thought provoking Willow. Inspired by the recent election?
May 19, 2015 @ 08:19:09
Yes it brings back memories of the dark bad old days!