Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

The Cranes

All around I see the cranes
Of buildings growing taller,
Contributing to blocking out the sky,
Which seems much smaller.

They haul supplies, enabling
The placing of the beams
To disrupt the city skyline
And fulfill somebody's dreams.

The cranes are not at fault, although
They're easier to blame.
Without them our fair city
Couldn't play this modern game.

But since they're here, the buildings rise,
Monstrosities of glass,
The beauty of the views we knew
Abruptly come to pass.

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Maurice Rigoler May 13, 2019 at 2:07 PM Most Europeans are in awe of our New York skyscrappers (gratte-ciel, in French). I find them ugly and except for a few vintage ones, boringly dull. I likened New York city to living in a forest of sequoias! There should be a moratorium on building them for a period of time at least. Can't you just hear the protests from developers? / M

Robert Johnson May 12, 2019 at 10:12 PM Those cranes are a wonder to me. I just can't quite wrap my mind around how that long spindly thing can stand there and do what it does. :/ :) hmmm :)

Gershon Wolf May 12, 2019 at 8:50 PM Out with the old views, in with the new. As Jan wrote below, that's 'progress.' It comes with a tear. Nicely written: 'Vintage Ilene Bauer!' ~ gw

Jan Allison May 9, 2019 at 2:49 PM I think it's called progress Ilene and sadly we see it everywhere even on our little island:-( hugs Jan xx