From Eyesore to Sight For Sore Eyes

(praise where praise is due)

where once this landscape was a mess
of gravel pits and ugliness
within a flood plain of the Thames
a transformation's taken place

how flawless is it's new attire
where gleaming lakes and swaying trees
make walks beside the water's hem
an April gift of happiness

a natural habitat it seems
a perfect spot to pause and dream
while waterfowl and chirping birds
are company along the way

where bindweed trumpets greet the morn
in shades of pinks and pearly whites
give thanks and praise for what is seen
our local planners got it right

Reviews

[Neville]

Ha .. how I so wish my very dear friend Steve 'Havoc' Hewitt my blood brother and partner in crhyme could be around today to wallow and rejoice in these words .. He was a very fine town planner who believed in creating healthy towns and cities .. I dare anyone to read his obituary in the Guardian without either shedding a tear or returning to these fine words for a second helping of heaven :)

[Chris Shaw]

I know I would have liked him Neville. I must make a point of looking up his obit in the Guardian. What a loss he must be to you. Thank you for visiting the lakes and spending some time there.

Chris

[Sami Khalil]

An excellent thank you poem to the planners and to restoring treasures of nature all over again. You write flawlessly and with gratitude. I like to see that one day. Be blessed .

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Sami. Yes give thanks where it is due. This whole area is now restored and even more beautiful than it once was. So appreciate you checking in today.

Chris

[Sami Khalil]

All wonderful. You are welcome Chris!

[lightsong]

Oh! I know how delighted You are with this beautiful transformation :>. do enjoy the new sight and may this be in all the ugly places~ we can still dream, right? :>

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you lightsong. It is refreshing to see a place returned to its natural state. You would never know that gravel pits were everywhere. All beautiful lakes and wildlife now. Thank you for reading.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I surely wish this could happen everywhere....that we might return Mother Nature to her natural state of beauty...would love to hear those bindweed trumpets.
a poem of hope here, Chris.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

This is a success story J. Thank you so much. The area has been returned to nature and the glory shines through. The sunlight on the water and the bindweed trumpeting told me so, as did those chirping birds:) )

Chris

[Fairy Khan]

This poem makes me want to be wherever this place is. So nicely described. You painted a picture on my mind with your words.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Fairy. I appreciate you stopping by. All good wishes.

Chris