I stood and watched as they pull it down,
that blackened gear head of Pooley mine,
the big black wheels rock and stumble,
and part of history began to crumble.
Locked in this twisted steel
were memories of men of coal,
who gave their sweat and blood
to hew the coal that lay below.
I stood and watched them cap the shaft,
and thoughts went deep below,
like some blackened hand whose fingers
burrowed deep into my soul,
gone this once proud mine.
that blackened gear head of Pooley mine,
the big black wheels rock and stumble,
and part of history began to crumble.
Locked in this twisted steel
were memories of men of coal,
who gave their sweat and blood
to hew the coal that lay below.
I stood and watched them cap the shaft,
and thoughts went deep below,
like some blackened hand whose fingers
burrowed deep into my soul,
gone this once proud mine.
Location: On the canal towpath towards Pooley
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