City Planners

[indar]

One night I dreamed I flew with angles
over grids designed by visionaries.

What an enlightening flight it was,
all asphalt roofs and straight-edge canyons.

Who needs trees and grass, I shouted,
whipped aloft by heaven-bound updrafts.

I see it now, the sacred logic.
arranged in ninety degree intersects

to bring order out of nature's chaos
Praise god for inventing human intellect.

[Mark]

Good poem. Human intellect is a double-edged sword.

[Dave]

All things have doubled edges I would say. Like the way the poem turns normal expectations.
 

[indar]

Thank you both, Mark and Dave for your comments. It's heartening to see some activity on this forum. I won't be back for the beginning of Sept Fives--will check in when I can.

[Mark]

All things have doubled edges I would say. Like the way the poem turns normal expectations.
 

Possibly so but almost entirely trivial compared to the profound impact of human intellect in its various manifestations. 

[Dave]

You are right of course Mark.