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The Big Freeze

Poetry By: ben hardstaff
Poetry


THIS IS A POEM I WROTE ABOUT THE EFFECTS OF THE FOUL AND BEASTLY WEATHER WE EXPERIENCED IN JANUARY...


Submitted:Apr 15, 2010    Reads: 214    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   


The Big Freeze

Eyelids rise to an ice-age,

as T.V screens and radio waves

tell tales of falling snowflakes,

and how, in snowboots, Britain quakes.

_

An infrastructure ruptures,

as salty mountains shrink to hills.

The country's lungs are punctured,

and death tolls climb with gas bills.

_

The sales of coal and carrots rise

as snowmen set the scene.

A robin to the holly flies

In Arctic woods that once were green

._

Beneath white sheets, abandoned cars

curse south-bound tightening isobars,

which turn the sheets to blankets, thick,

and London into Reykjavik.

_

The country's airports runways seize,

as England's veins and arteries -

it's motorways and country lanes,

swell up, like metal chilblains.

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Icy winds head north to haunt

a nation's face that's frozen, gaunt,

whilst sledges and toboggans slide,

and skaters on the rivers glide.

_

Come cries and whispers through the wires,

as a million spinning salty tyres

grit rubber teeth, and start to pray

for the man in the yellow van - AA.





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