New poem – Wuthering Heights – A 21st century perspective.

WUTHERING HEIGHTS

A 21st century perspective of a town on the Yorkshire Moors.

 

© David Milligan-Croft

 

This old mill town

With its rickety fences

And drystone walls;

Neon facades

Sparkling off wet cobbles.

 

Everything’s broken and wet,

Held together by chicken wire

And nylon string.

 

Plastic shopping bags

Teased on barbed wire,

Raped by the wind.

 

Pylons and turbines bolted on

To an unwilling landscape,

Like sentinels over the vanquished.