Conflicted #poetry #photography

poetry penned in moon dust

I stand in a wedge of conflict

between the familiar now old 

white washed plastic

new and cold


I behold a world

slipping away

horses, fields

tractors  only on display

The cavernous barns

where we once climbed

are now derelict

  broken, gray in decline


a world that was wild

once free and grand

is caught up in bargains

fenced in land


 senses  affronted

as I cross the highway of life

buildings emblazoned with red circles

Flashing lights blind my sight


Go!  turn your backs

on the world of old charm

give up expansive  fields 

 embrace plastic, metal, car alarms


I am posting this poem today with Poetry Pantry where poets get to share old and new poetry.

This poem was originally posted in July 2010. I did a little restructuring but I hope  the conflict between an old more stable world versus a more…

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