I have commented before about the continuous construction going on here. I admitt its a lost cause, but there will be a day of reckoning. I have lived here since 1984 and have seen it twice already in the immediate neighborhood. I think we're overdue. http://zanografix.blogspot.com/2005/02/singh-destroyer_08.html

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St. Louis is much the same. I'm afraid there is no easy solution to urban sprawl. I know people that communte from Mt. Vernon, IL (over 80 miles) and Cape Girardeau, MO (over 100 miles) to St. Louis, each way every day! Granted, that's not all suburbia. But for how long? I do take heart in the few pockets that seem to hang on despite the contant expansion. The little woods down at the end of the street is still there even after 50 years. Granted, it used to be bigger, but it's still there. jon

I remember when the tornado hit...it went from the middle school where my kids were at class, through the library the central court of the high school, and clipped the side of the police station...My wife was working at a nursing home the tornado stopping about 50 foot away in the woods... The other one hit directly in my area one nearby mobile home was totally demolished and the three residents killed.

At the time we were driving back to our condo. Lightning hit a transformer above us and we were so startled we diverted to my wife's mother's house. I hate to consider that same course now.

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Yep, bad thngs can happen in dense concentrations of people. Not much we can do about it in many cases. Hope you have a basement. ;-) We live in tornado country and on the New Madrid fault. Can't say I loose any sleep over it, but it's certainly not a good thing. We have a basement. :-) jon

I remember living in Orange County [out side of LA] when there really were orange groves :)

There was one little patch of woods, about a quarter of an acre, between the condominiums where I lived and another group of condominiums. It provided a little break in the concrete. The kids used to runup and down the path and have their fort out there for wars with kids from the other condo. An occassional romantic stroll was not an impossibility, when the nights were warm and the crickets and bullfrogs beckoned to buffalo girls inside their fortresses of solitude. Singh the destroyer took down evey single tree. The road, that I could once walk down the middle of, is solid with condos for miles and even with a 60 percent occupancy the madness still continues, The grand council just rubber stamps all this man's requests to build. This is a writers forum not a general discussion forum, but I feel caught between pages of "Silent Spring" and "Soylent Green".

Hey, this is the Writer's Forum - so, please feel free to "write" about things that matter to you :) Perhaps a story or poem about the loss of mother nature to cement? Getting our creative juices flowing is what writing is all about :) Dee-Marie

On a cattail singing for a buffalo gal, A red-winged blackbird cries. The bulldozer scrapes clean the hallowed ground. The fawn give up and dies. The castles shout, the earth gives sway, Till no more space is found. Once built they lie unfilled. The scarred earth seeks revenge Black funnels are their ends they retire to the dust leaving just the red-winged blackbird singing for a buffalo gal.

See - In the writer's forum there are seldom any OT topics, just creative ideas ;] Outstanding verse by the way! Dee-Marie

Funny I was writing a blog article about getting biblical put down the pen and just wrote this out as it was. Perhaps the parts in my creative process are concentration on the item, distraction, then divine afflatus. The parts were there already in my writing I just had to digress to another topic and boom... it wrote itself.