Sheffield's Panorama

Ashen landscapes form the backdrop

to the fog-drenched city.

One blow and it's dust.

Late night taxis swirl

like Saturn's belt -

piercing the canvas.


A sense of urgency,

in the engine's hum,

provides the bass

for the metropolitan musical.

The TransPennine's thrum from Meadowhall

offers the lo-snare.



A collective tap of heels

where neon lights flicker

over grim iron doors,

transfers

tonight's promotions

to varnished pavements.


Light strikes

upon night's result

and casts shadows to their corners.