Construction Woes in the Neighborhood

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Here we are in September, and I’m still hanging in there with my post a day challenge. I have written a lot of poetry using different styles since I started in January. I’m not saying it has been great poetry. I’ll admit most of it wouldn’t win any contests. Surprisingly, Word Daddy has stuck with me through the ordeal. He still says he wants a raise. This month I plan to write Soliloquies. These are rambling monologues where the poet has conversations with herself. I believe this will be my biggest challenge since I don’t often talk to myself. I want to put a disclaimer right at the front of the adventure. The views expressed are the inner dialog of the poet. They might be total bs, but they are real. The first poem in this series I will call Construction Woes in the Neighborhood.

Construction Woes in the Neighborhood

I thought it was over,

but I should have known better.

They packed up their bulldozer

and heavy machinery.

The yellow-jacketed guys

With the bloodshot eyes

They packed up their stuff and left.

I thought it was over.

They’d moved to another city

Another town.

They had been with us for two years

I thought it was a pity

They didn’t even wave goodbye.

Yesterday I discovered the reason why.

Around the corner

Just up the street

There is a bridge

Spanning a four-lane highway

They’ve rerouted traffic

To our two-lane street.

I long for the days

when they shut our street down.

At least we don’t have to live with the dust,

That continuous seep

Through windows and doors

or the beep, beep, beep

Of heavy equipment in reverse.

Who makes these decisions anyway?

Was repairing that bridge a must?

Did they give the traffic any consideration?

Or was the decision some perverse

way to torment the working poor?

Rooster and I want a little break

Some peace and quiet, for heaven’s sake.

Maybe by this time next year

The yellow-jacketed guys will be far from here.

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

Be sure to follow Molly on Twitter

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

Be sure to follow Molly on Twitter!

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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

2 thoughts on “Construction Woes in the Neighborhood

  1. I like the clarity and engagement in your poem but am sorry for the situation. The yellow-jacketed men sound like mischievous yellow jackets, themselves. After two years? You should have a pleasant season!

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