That Iron Lady Poem by Ernestine Northover

That Iron Lady

Rating: 4.8

A proud, regal, majestic and elegant machine,
She's a magnificent sight, this metal powered dream
Pulsating over hundreds of miles of railway track,
Never once to be found, ever looking back,
Onward with a purpose, watch how she races,
Visiting destinations, in so many far off places,
Pushing on, with such vigorous determination,
Giving not one thought, or one moment's hesitation,
Dedicated loyal service, she's an engine so supreme,
That romantic iron lady, from the golden age of steam.

© Ernestine Northover

Peter A. Crowther 09 November 2005

A fitting tribute to a great and mighty beast!

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Gleb Zavlanov 19 July 2013

This is a very nice, melodious poem. I like the creative symbolism you used. I invite you to read and comment.

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Duncan Wyllie 04 February 2006

Ah how beautiful to find an iron lady with a heart. Lovely poem could almost drink it in Oh for the romance of steam the engine. Love Duncan

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David Darbyshire 10 November 2005

Good stuff ernie...but why can it not be an Iron man? nice dave

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Uriah Hamilton 09 November 2005

I thought this was going to be a tribute to the former prime minister Thatcher, or W or Tony, glad to find it wasn't.

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Mary Nagy 09 November 2005

What an awesome picture Ernestine! Great poem. Sincerely, Mary

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