The Poem is by me.
This post is a short story to show that Progress - Means Changes -sometimes - not for the better for some People.
Oh - Hello ! Welcome - Welcome to My World - Please come-on in, Im just about to have my juice and a biscuit.
As Time Passes Life rolls by..... Time means changes for Progress - Progress changes everything....Eviction for some.........
PROGRESS.
By S. Mackinder - (c) 1996.
A budding sapling healthy and strong,
Lies shadowed among a twisted throng,
Nestling in rolling fields of green,
Crowned with daisies fit for a Queen.
Giant toothed monsters arrived to crew the Earth,
Tons of volcanic concrete erupted for all its worth,
Motorway madness stretched mile upon mile,
Emitting exhaust fumes so poisonous and vile.
Gone is the branch of life,
overhung with age and strife,
Once home for the singing Lark,
Now a stump of dead and wrinkled bark.
The Team = Klaus - Sandy - Ivar - Wren - Fishing Guy - Louise.
i do so hate it when trees are cut down, it breaks something inside me. have a happy monday friend.
ReplyDeleteThat must be you in the tree house?
ReplyDeleteAnd the logs look like a sliced brown loaf on a breadboard...the bread of life, perhaps?
It's always sad to see a grand old tree cut down for any reason.
ReplyDeleteOh Darn...was the tree damaged? Is that why it was cut down.
ReplyDeleteTrees are so awesome.
Thanks for the post and great poem you wrote.
Take care
Great poem!
ReplyDeleteThe photographs touched my heart as did the poem. I wonder what will happen to all the wood nymphs and flower fairies displaced by building.
ReplyDeleteWhat a gnarly tree. Sad to see it go...
ReplyDeleteCheers, Klaus
So true, Imac. Progress doesn't always men "progress." And it is sad to say goodbye to a tree...especially if a new mall or subdivision is going up in its place.
ReplyDeleteTrees are one of my favorite things. They are so enduring.
ReplyDeleteI liked the photos and the poem. Progress isn't always welcome. I don't usually mind cutting just one tree, I hate when they take the whole forrest.
ReplyDeleteSad post, but the poem is awesome
ReplyDeleteYou are one very talented fella. I enjoyed the poem and the photos.
ReplyDeleteOh, I do feel very sad whenever a tree is felled.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your poem, as well. You expressed the sadness so well.
What a beautiful old tree. So very sad to see it cut down.
ReplyDeleteNo ,no, no, why did the tree have to go. If the fairies want re houses, I have a nature reserve waiting for them with plenty of tees. Sad world today.
ReplyDeleteA very thought provoking post, beautifully written and illustrated. What do we sacrifice for "progress"?
ReplyDeleteheeh Imac ,
ReplyDeletegreat post together with my trees we have a fantastic combi.
JoAnn/Holland
Trees are the lungs of the earth. Some people don't realise that we are exploiting our world, the earth.
ReplyDeleteIt is always sad when trees are cut down, really like the poem very emotive.
ReplyDeleteWhat a massive tree being cut down, thats too bad. Great pics though!!!
ReplyDeleteCheers!
Regina In Pictures
Mac: What a neat look into your world and your mind.
ReplyDeleteThat's a lovely little sprite in among those grand roots! It's so hard to see a tree felled. I hate it, actually. Like losing a friend. Your poem touched my heart, Imac.
ReplyDeleteWe all see too much of that sort of "progress" unfortunately.
ReplyDeleteBut fortunately, there's also good progress, that needs no quotes and that we can enjoy.
I believe we can have our trees and progress, too.
Ah, so you are friends with the little people. I surely hope it was not his tree that we so cruely cut down. If that's progress then take me back to the dark ages. Very poetic.
ReplyDeleteThere must have been some very shocked critters. It's a very sad story but you told it so beautifully with words and pictures.
ReplyDeleteOh, I'm always sad when trees are felled. But what a treat, pictures and a poem.
ReplyDeleteSad to see a grand old tree lost, your poem was perfect.
ReplyDeleteI hate to see trees cut down...I always feel sad for the birds trying to find their homes.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, progress always means one has to give up something that ends up being better than those things progress give us.
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Horse and buggy much better than the automobile. Look at the damage making an automobile and then driving it has done to the planet. That is the kind of progress I don't like.
Very nice post. The base of that tree was amazing! What a shame to cut it down. I loved your poem too.
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How terrible too ose a grand old tree.
ReplyDeleteIn our little town a historic, perfectly healthy tree was felled without consultation and for no good reason. The tree was at least 300 years old and had a diameter of 9'. We were both ropeable,but there was nothing to be done after the event.
Hope you enjoy your Yorkshire holiday.
So sad that something so grand should die this way. :-(
ReplyDeleteThe first picture shows how small we are against nature !
ReplyDeleteGreat photo and post with sad story.
ReplyDeleteNice poem. Are you in the land of the giants? Cute photo.
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