Waving or Drowning

The skyline has changed, from three we had 6 then 11 and now! Strangely I like them, odd sentinels of the landscape, bowed and twisting in some rhythm always changing and changeless. Marching still across the horizon, marking time to distant music.
They seem to be waving to friends too far away to see them, turned always ignoring the ones near by seeing only distant shores. When they were built they all stood looking in all ways but once turned on they follow the wind and dance in order. Like a dance troop warming up and then doing their thing.
I know the sight of these makes some people upset, and I know some of the science behind them is flawed or misrepresented, but I like them.