I feel the intensity of your pain,
As I have prayed for years in vain;
For the windmill in my university lane,
Which stands abandoned to be slain.
What a view she would present,
If made to whirl at the wind's current;
Instead she's attired in a rusty vestment,
Standing majestically to be extinct.
This is in response to 'Broken Windmill' by Ms. Marilyn Lott.
Superb presentation...read my poem on wind mills...and thanks for all your kind comments
a productive thing when kept idle ages faster...lovely narration in this poem
it has attracted your attention and has, thus, a purpose...you have found beauty in it
a sad end to this windmill tale....but you do bring her beauty back to life!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your description of an abandoned windmill is beautiful. They are so treasured no matter how many years they stand or what condition they are in. '10! ' my friend! Warm Wishes, Marilyn