Left alone
In a field of dreams
Plowed and leveled
Lying in wait
To be broken
Again
And again
Pour foundations
Erections follow
Field Of Dreams
Left alone
In a field of dreams
Plowed and leveled
Lying in wait
To be broken
Again
And again
Pour foundations
Erections follow
Off Center & Not Even 
Was this your yard work?
Certainly not. I was out on the river tonight and saw the woman who lived in the house that is part of the property that tree is on. She was on a paddleboard. She said the owner of the house died, and it sold immediately and they had to vacate and move to town with little notice. She’s really sad they cleared the trees off the property west of the house. Thanks, Deborah.
Having just read the last comment. I am always so sad when trees are cleared! I love your poem – it speaks to me.
Thanks, Janet.
Powerful beyond belief Timothy.
Thanks, Shey.
I had a wee smile cos ‘field of dreams’ is aline from my mr’s play we staged last week, but then I read your words and the giggle faded.
Sorry to undo your giggles. Did you see David Byrnes movie “True Stories” from 1986? There’s a scene where the characters talk about developers looking at open land and envisioning development from Byrne’s unique perspective. In another scene he’s driving and he starts to comment on the differences between American and Europeon cities, looks out and the vast, flat, open plains of Texas and says “But I forgot what I was going to say!” That’s the way it is with the vast open spaces we have out here. Giggles get swallowed up with the lost thoughts as the developers have the way with the land.
You know, I think it is a problem, everywhere. They do what they damn well like and congratulate themselves on it too.
They do like to pat themself on the back.
that they pat themselves on the back is the worst of ti
Ugh… clearing of trees etc. to make a new building.
Thanks, Nancy.
Excellent poem about the rape of the land by developers. The same thing is happening in my area on a large scale.
It happens in larger as the cities expand, although there are not a lot of trees to be cleared outside of the valley. Thanks, Liz.
You’re welcome, Tim.
man vs. nature and the misplaced thrill…love this Timothy
Thanks, Sylvia.
Wonderfully done, Tim.
And so it goes… cut down nature, make way for structure.
An so it goes. Thanks, Dale.
So sad… I can understand how people like Ted Kaczynski flipped!
Your poem is beautiful.
Thanks, Marina.
Beware the erections, as they come with consequences ha!
They do. Thanks, Brian.
I love this poem Tim. Lots of food for thought.❣️
Thanks, Cindy.
always Tim❤️
You have a gift for poetry!! 😊
Thanks, Samantha.
Dreams field, nature’s yield.
Exacatacally. Thanks, Geoff.
That is a powerful poem, Tim. It would be a good thing to see more abandoned buildings torn down and rebuilt than to take more land for new ones.
Absolutely. Thanks, Lavinia.
I wonder why they cleared the trees? They left one little one?
Interesting shot and poem, Tim!
Becuase they want to build a big ugly house on it. Thanks, Resa.
OH!
No shade will be needed? Seems short sighted.
They don’t need no stinking shade! They will have central air!
Yay! That’ll help slow down global warming.
I do appreciate when people carve a space for their home out of existing nature.
Sub divisions are bad for clearing then building.
There are the odd developments that carve out of nature, but for some reason those homes are more $$$.
That doesn’t make sense to me.
Our house is almost completey enveloped in trumpet vines, wisteria and other fine vinery. Delivery drivers get all confused because they can’t see the house for the foliage. I’ve been having most things delivered to the office or directly to the post office, otherwise, the delivery drivers just leave packages anywhere but where they are supposed to be delivered. I even put up a large deliveries box in the driveway with “Deliveries” printed on the box in large letters. Delivery drivers will walk right by the deliveries box and leave stuff in the weirdest places. I guess they can’t see or read. It’s really quite perplexing.