Six taut lines,
dissecting the sky,
between wooden poles
in held suspense.
Obscuring the beauty
of the hills and the valley.
Cars pass under them,
others sit in front--
nature takes a back seat,
while modern progress
drives it away.
I know just what you mean, J. Even here in the desert, the lines of electricity march across the view.... Wonderful piece! :)
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on April 26, 2003
Don't you just hate it? Fortunately I live in a neighborhood where it is all underground. It seems if you find an untouched space, someone puts up a telephone pole or plants a gas station on it. Sighhhh.
Nicely done.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
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Wonderful verses.
peggy
Nicely done.