I wrote this poem while in Northern Germany. There were wind mills everywhere I looked and I was inspired.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Like flowers in a garden
they pop up in green fields
across the land.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Like alien pods they spin
reaching and starving
for the wind.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
At any moment their propellers
will lift them from their stands,
carry them away.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Like a gaggle of geese
they will fly together
across the sky.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Below, we will watch
in amazement and awe
from our homes with no power.