Gone But Not Forgotten Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
Gone But Not Forgotten
The water meadow by the stream
where I was wont to sit and dream.
Has disappeared, replaced by
much less pleasing to my eye.
A street of brick red bungalows.
You can’t halt progress I suppose.
This used to be a pleasant place
of beauty now there’s little trace.
Developers just do not care
they’re building houses everywhere.
Despoiling every beauty spot
in search of any vacant lot.
Though city dwellers wish to live
Somewhere at least an hours drive
from the city where they strive.
I do not think I can forgive
Destruction of my riverside.
Now ugly bricks and mortar hide.
the water meadows where I dreamt.
I owe them nothing but contempt.
2-Feb-08
How I agree with you Ivor, we shall end up like Hong Kong, all crushed into high rise buildings with no green to be seen. It is very saddening to think of. Another great write from you. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Wonderful write Ivor! I feel the same way as you about developers ! *10*! ! Friend Thad
Ivor this was a painful poem to read as I am sure it was to write. On this side of the pond they do much the same building what are termed 'McMansions'. So every trace of open space is replaced by soulless castles with false brick facades.
God Ivor, this is beautiful and so true. They aren't only destroying places that we loved, but pieces of our souls. I really love it. Thx for sharing. 10 from me :) Mary
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/20/2024 1:25:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
the wordings here is really from a matured poet whose ink does not run off... his pen could not be broken... nice write!