Short Urban Sprawl Poems

Unused parking lot
inspires another one
as urban sprawl

becomes the new normal
paper bag dances in wind...

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Urban sprawl 
The neon-bright skyline 
Towers over
The sleeping city,
Metropolis in full bloom.

         W.A. CHOLT . COPYRIGHT  Fergal O Reilly  2017....

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For those left behind
feeling the pace,
urban sprawl
remnants of the human race.
Revisited, looking in
cosmetic world
the haze removed
the urban battlefield.

© Harry J Horsman 2020...

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Shall Stall Tall Wall Which Should Sprawl

What seems to happen is they shall stall,
What is supposed to have  been tall wall;
Better yet,
What we get,
Is us being stuck with more urban sprawl.

Jim Horn...

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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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This small town
With all your idiosyncrasies
Change is already here
What's a small town to do?

Urban sprawl is gonna get ya
What are you going to do
When all the small town charm
Has been sold out of you?

No more vast corn strips
Instead it's, "Welcome to Wal-Mart!"
No more open airstrips
The next problem, "Where to put another Starbucks?"...

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Gas crisis and smog emissions
Coal war economy
Urban sprawl
Forcing rural withdrawal
While cutting down the trees.

Gas prices and tax submissions
Political parody
Fly to the moon
Live within a cocoon
But this trip will not be free.

Before technical transitions
Sublime ecology
Now it’s ride on a horse
With a meter of course
To measure flatulency....

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Belmont wallows in westering 
twilight, sheep graze in cold 
pastures, hares scamper, 
ignoring a circling hawk.

Blackpool's urban sprawl crawls off 
up to the scarred horizon, the Tower 
pricks the heavens like a syringe, 
spilling the blood-red sun.

Evening falls, I'm all alone
and free to stare,  
a wondrous, star-flecked firmament
in phosphorescent flare!...

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Belmont wallows in westering 
twilight, sheep graze in cold 
pastures, hares scamper, 
ignoring a circling hawk.

Blackpool's urban sprawl crawls off 
up to the scarred horizon, the Tower 
pricks the heavens like a syringe, 
spilling the blood-red sun.

Evening falls, I'm all alone
and free to stare,  
a wondrous, star-flecked firmament
in phosphorescent flare!...

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Belmont wallows in westering twilight, 
sheep graze in cold pastures, 
hares scamper, ignoring 
a circling hawk.

Blackpool's urban sprawl crawls off 
up to the scarred horizon, the Tower 
pricks the heavens like a syringe 
and spills the blood-red sun.

Evening falls, I'm all alone
and free to stare, a wondrous, 
star-flecked firmament,
a phosphorescent flare!...

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Belmont wallows in westering 
twilight, sheep graze in cold 
pastures, hares scamper, 
ignoring a circling hawk.

Blackpool's urban sprawl crawls off 
up to the scarred horizon, the Tower* 
pricks the heavens like a syringe, 
spilling the blood-red sun.

Evening falls, I'm all alone
and free to stare,  
a wondrous, star-flecked firmament,
a phosphorescent flare!...

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Belmont wallows in westering 

twilight, sheep graze in cold 

pastures, hares scamper, 

ignoring a circling hawk.


Blackpool's urban sprawl crawls off 

up to the scarred horizon, the Tower* 

pricks the heavens like a syringe, 

spilling the blood-red sun.


Evening falls, I'm all alone

and free to stare,  

a wondrous, star-flecked firmament,

a phosphorescent flare!...

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Houses creep closer together
Inch by foot by yard by mile
Until you see your neighbor smile.

Cities spread their urban sprawl
Hour after month after week
If earth cannot breath, she will speak.

People schooled to grow apart
Given time will graduate 
Into a class of greed and hate.

Clouds that crowd together
Suffocate the blue away
Until the wind blows back the day.

19th May 2016...

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Take me to the hill
from which the rainbow rises
to pay ancestors’ tribute.
Share the memories
handed down by mighty chiefs,
warriors who loved the land.

Harmony once reigned
between their tribes and nature
until white men invaded.
Interstates now run
through our backyards -- urban sprawl.
Endangered is our future.



*Entry for Chris's contest, but originally written for Rick's "Ancient Songs" contest....

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Now it’s time to find a new home
So now we will begin to roam
To taller trees, ‘n meadows green
With only nature, in between.

We’re looking forward to a change
As from the city we will range
To flee the concrete urban sprawl
The joys of nature to recall.

You see we’ve never had a place
To get away from the rat race
Now that we’re older needs are few
The promise of each day is new.

A quiet place to breathe fresh air
The search is on; we must go there....

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There’s a difference
between the wild animals of the wilderness
and creatures
trapped between cities.
Even farms wedged between urban sprawl
eventually forget how to farm.
Trees planted in concrete avenues
know they will never die naturally.

Meanwhile, wild things adapt.
some creep and hide,
some linger to build dykes
for their eyes, so their minds don’t drown.
The trees grow as fast as they can,
but even the tall city plantings
know they have nowhere to go....

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