10-01-2011, 03:54 AM
viaducts stride the land
trace ancient tracks
between ant hills of empires
golden-age ley lines
guide ghostly chariots
of rusty industrial gods.
King Coal and tin trays
slumber inside mausoleums
built under ashen patchwork fields
mauve and yellow moorlands
and neatly laid terraces
of glistening grey slate.
Clanging anvils echo church bells
smoke-muffled, stained
by old trains emerging
from tunnel disasters
of collapsed stove-pipe Capital
and hopes of men
in lofty hats.
Sheep in misty valleys
chew the cud
of transient woollen civilisations
impassively.
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edited 1-10-2011
trace ancient tracks
between ant hills of empires
golden-age ley lines
guide ghostly chariots
of rusty industrial gods.
King Coal and tin trays
slumber inside mausoleums
built under ashen patchwork fields
mauve and yellow moorlands
and neatly laid terraces
of glistening grey slate.
Clanging anvils echo church bells
smoke-muffled, stained
by old trains emerging
from tunnel disasters
of collapsed stove-pipe Capital
and hopes of men
in lofty hats.
Sheep in misty valleys
chew the cud
of transient woollen civilisations
impassively.
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edited 1-10-2011