Sprawl Poems - Poems about Sprawl

inside a space where quiet trails I watch a starscape reel through the night to taste new charms of heaven's sprawl-- lucent the new light waking laced leaves like a satin ribbon twirling round; that in a hush all shadows creep sailing on an air of unconsciousness: When the white of.pristine tones cascade I sleep in the arms of dreams unrefined ... and let...

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Thrillers, fillers, spillers line the garden wall! Artful, appealing, alluring thrall! In morning, at noon, or night, pinks and purples, bright! Stupendous sight! Tremendous beauty at its height! Magnificence to delight! Promenading Nature's sexy sprawl, thrillers, fillers, spillers line the garden wall!...

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Ancient Jurassic stone casts out the grime long gone the fog of industrial crime. Main thoroughfare now left in peace no local blues to sing in the old coachman’s Fleece*. When moonlight bathes within the silver stream and moor lane glistens invoking its crystal beam. The low moor awakes shadows cast aside the morning new lays waste the genocide. Yet productive time lords stake out progression cloudless valley unfolds the beast. Quaint radiant faces cry out...

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Gardens, houses, metaled roads, no tractor and mower Speed limit grows in reverse, bigger and slower Brick and concrete slowness teks ower Sixty, forty, to thirty, where does it stop ? Down to twenty wi’ houses on top The infrastructure is little Planners and government fickle Greenbelt is pointless and brittle Farmers berated for removing hedges and trees Yet with urban spread, it’s...

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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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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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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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