Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

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So many local stores have closed
It’s not the way that I supposed
The neighborhood would look today;
It feels more like I went away

And landed in a different place
Where unseen beings did erase
Familiar shops and theaters, too,
Replacing them, at least a few,

With chains you can find anywhere.
The local flavor isn’t there,
Yet brand-new tenants in the ‘hood
Will flock, as builders knew they would,

To shop there, spending endless hours
Furnishing their tall glass towers.
Time flies on, but more and more
I miss the way things were before.

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Maurice Rigoler September 9, 2019 at 8:46 PM I realize changes are inevitable for "progress" sake / but why must they eye sores make? / M

Robert Johnson September 7, 2019 at 6:51 AM You're rhythm and rhyme are quite sublime and you always wrap things up so neatly. So comprehensive, cohesive, concise. And when about grandkids, so sweetly. <3 :)

Sunlite Wanter September 6, 2019 at 10:30 AM I, too, miss the way it was before. My local shopping center had so much more variety. It seems now it's all about food - restaurant, fast, and grocery.

Gershon Wolf September 5, 2019 at 7:40 PM Yes, the neighborhood merchant is really up against it, competing with the giant stores and digital geniuses. Out with the old, and in with the boring, I guess... The way of the world. :) gw

Rico Leffanta September 5, 2019 at 5:57 PM Aye, seniors hate change! I never understood why women like to shop when merchants insanely move everything from one aisle to the next so every time you go to their store you need to search the store to find the one thing you always buy from them! Another classic, Ilene! Aloha! Rico

Jan Allison September 5, 2019 at 5:22 PM makes three of us, went to the north of our Island today so many shops have disappeared its happening everywhere you look:-( lovely rhyme as ever my friend:-) hugs Jan xx Robert Johnson September 7, 2019 at 6:56 AM She writes a poem a day. I keep telling her to get on one of the morning talk shows with a segment of ilene's musings. There are so many that just should be heard by a larger audience.

Chris Green September 5, 2019 at 4:57 PM That makes two of us. Love your work Ilene. Jan Allison September 5, 2019 at 5:23 PM I could read Ilene's work all day - she should publish a book its one I would buy!!:-) hugs jan xx