Poetry Blogs (ice and snow)
Snow - Poem by Marie
People say its lovely, picture postcard looks
In reality picture postcards are better off in books
I have never liked the white stuff, or slippery ice
Something about its dangers tell me its not nice
It covers most of England, like a blanket of death
I have never liked it, walking in it leaves me out of breath
I slipped in it once and broke my leg, so I curse t...
Tuesday 21st January 2020 11:23 pm
Dream of a nation, they built a big airship for Arctic exploration. Things went so well, taking a plethora of readings and photographs till a head wind sprung up. They used most of the fuel battling the wind. Serious technical trouble followed. This would go downhill, fast.
Ripping fabric, torn envelope. Smashed control cabin forlorn on the ice. Many dead and injured...
Sunday 22nd September 2013 4:16 pm