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Urban Sprawl

A lone tree Used to stand proud and free In a meadow its shelter we sought But now bends its old branches in a parking lot In the bridge between city, country it got caught Its now part of the newly built mall Growth, no way to forestall Urban sprawl Barbara Gorelick 5/13/14 Bridges contest-trois par huit

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Nette Onclaud

Date: 5/31/2014 12:50:00 PM

a timely message on keeping the environ filled with nature's freshness... sweet congrats on your award in my challenge.. huggs

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 5/29/2014 6:40:00 PM

Barbara,, Congratulations, in Nette's "TROIS PAR HUIT A BRIDGE contest." always~ Linda

Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 5/28/2014 10:27:00 PM

Wonderful n thoughtful indded Barbara ! congrats on merited big win !

John Lawless

Date: 5/28/2014 6:58:00 PM

i always feel sorry for those "city trees" occupying a three by five block of earth leaning into the sunlight that creeps around the buildings. Nice take on the theme Congrats. John

Mark J. Halliday

Date: 5/28/2014 2:41:00 PM

Very nicely done. Poignant! Having a degree in horticulure, I feel sorry to see trees surrounded by asphalt, having their roots constantly compressed by cars.

Paul Callus

Date: 5/28/2014 1:46:00 PM

Love the take on this topic! Very apt title, too. Congrats on your win. // paul

Deborah Shiells

Date: 5/19/2014 12:07:00 PM

Hi Barbara, What an extraordinary write. It hits home for us for sure. Trees are essential~ Much more than cement. Thanks for sharing this write with us. Love and Peace, Deborah

Andy Richards

Date: 5/17/2014 10:37:00 PM

wow.. a wonderful construction and well versed too... enjoyed this!

Barbara Gorelick
Date: 5/17/2014 10:41:00 PM

thanks...glad you stopped by. I will stop by your work soon.

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 5/16/2014 8:53:00 PM

The vision of the tree in the meadow is so lovely, but then reality sets in and you convey inevitability with a visceral veracity. It is sure to do well in the contest. Please forgive the message sent to you that was for Deb. I thought sure I had it in the right box. Oh well. I tried to remove it but couldn't.

Barbara Gorelick
Date: 5/16/2014 8:58:00 PM

No problem..I do it all the time..lol

Ralph Sergi

Date: 5/15/2014 1:25:00 PM

Hi Barbara: simple but beautifully done; an analogy of growing and forgotten in the midst of the metropolis My compliments!

Ralph Sergi
Date: 5/15/2014 1:26:00 PM

I meant to say of growing OLD and forgotten...sorrry.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 5/15/2014 8:40:00 AM

Reads like a winner to me..This reminds me of one written by Robert Frost about the underground brook..I can't remember the title but it might be Underground Book..Thanks for the visit to congratulate me..Sara

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 5/14/2014 11:58:00 AM

Barbara, interesting...kind of sad, for a tree...PD

Verlena S. Walker

Date: 5/13/2014 1:02:00 PM

Barbara, nice... Verlena