Benevolent Capitalism

[billy]

i never knew sheep were ruminants

Strident viaducts trace not sure strident works, unless you mean harsh It's usually connected to sound, that said they could still carry trains, which makes an ass of what i just typed
ancient tracks between
ant hills of empires, i like this line, it shows how small we really are in the scheme of things.
like 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 churchbells great line(should it be 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.

some good images, the last verse is a poem within a poem for me.
apart from the strident, (even if the load trains use the tracks )

thanks for an enjoyable read stef.