Wired

I took this photo Sitting on the warm bonnet of my Car wrapped in an old cardigan with a furry hat on.
It had been a very long day hedge cutting in the cold and I was waiting for the caffeine and nicotine from my 6th cup of Coffee and as many cigarettes to kick in and get me home.

I also wrote a poem.

Beneeth Birds of Black and skies of white
Steel Giants stand
United by miles of cables held up with welded hands.
The Buzz, the Crackles, the Fuzz, the Hum, Energy flows and flows
and all the while the Lonely Giants stand and stare,
upon the Jet Back Crows.
The sun draws in, the sky gets darker
how still the Giants stand,
These gorgeous metal masterpieces, silhouetted across the land.

Thank you Blip, for opening my eyes again. x