BRIAN & ANGELA

WINDMILLS OF MY MIND

What has happened to real Windmills

I googled WINDMILL and got this picture 

Three armed aliens marching in from the sea !

Windmills in the sea ? That\'s surrealist - absurd

Real Windmills had a rustic and timeless beauty

Harnessed in solid oak or British brick and stone

Housing all the Heath Robinson grinding machinery !

 

The sails were majestic - forty feet in diameter

Whooshing and swooshing in the willing wind.

They stood on a hill - to catch the wind - Proud

Quixotic essentials of the English countryside 

Where many of them still stand - silent and subdued.

 

Ironically it was steam and electricity that silenced them.

The suddenly - overnight - something new and futuristic

Appeared on the skyline - everywhere - not WINDMILLS

But WIND TURBINES - Metallic - Mesmeric - Menacing !

 

For what purpose ?  Not a millstone or grain of corn in sight.

Ironically they are dynamos designed to produce electricity

The convenient form of energy that had made Windmills obsolete !

 

Thanks for visiting - comments welcome - BRIAN

 

This is a \"free verse\" poem - enjoy !