Plot For Redevelopment.
I saw a real estate on my travels sign saying small plot available for redevelopment, imagination, initiative and hard work will be required
The plot had clearly seen better days, and it was letting the surrounding areas down, stood out like a boil on your nose.
All around the plot there were well maintained clean, tidy and clearly loved areas, which made you ask why this area is so run down.
You got the sense the plot had been abandoned for a long time, and something told you it wasn't by want or choice, this had been forced upon the previous owners.
There were areas that looked like they had been well used but had now been discarded, died and had just been left to rot.
As I travelled around the plot you could see little remnants showing the area was once well loved, you could see where life used to be.
Little bits of photos, letters from people gone by reminders of relationships just strewn across the wasteland, empty containers that were once filled with something more joyful.
Even though it was abandoned you could still feel the raw feelings and emotions that appeared stuck in a time warp clinging onto the debris.
In the centre of the plot, it was just pure devastation it looked like it had been bulldozed everything torn down, it had been looted for everything it had
There was a giant hole that I stood overlooking, I nervously looked down into this deep dark chasm that gave the impression it was the entrance to hell.
The hole appeared to go on to the depths of the earth as you looked in you got this overpowering feeling of loss, loneliness and sadness.
Even thou it was uneasy standing there, something drew you in like a lost friend syndrome, you do not why but you feel a connection to something.
As the sunlight caught the top off the hole you could see little mounds clinging to the sides, looking like old wounds that had scabbed over, it appeared devoid of any type of life.
After much deliberation i thought the ground, I could redevelop but the hole started to make me think twice, would it be too much for me.
I had no idea where it ended, what has caused it, does it really go on forever, could I do all that on my own, I doubted I had the required skills to fix it permanently.
I decided not to go ahead and redevelop that plot, and it is still available for redevelopment.
Tobani March 2025.
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Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Trying a different style for me on this one.
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Good write PL.
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Quite relevant and very interesting with your voice at its core🙏🏻🕊️
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A metaphor of the undeveloped. So it is with life. Many plots of our character or potential talents lay undeveloped because we feel that it may take more effort or time than we are willing or able to devote. They lay undeveloped plots. Nice metaphor my friend
Thank you for your feedback, very much appreciated as always, it can be as you so rightly said, but I was trying write about looking into a damaged or broken heart from the outside, enjoy the rest of your day
Certainly a complex poem. Excelllent. You came to the right decision not to redevelop. Interesting poem.
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Always fun to expand one's footing and reach in the fertile soil of poetic exploration. I love this, Tobani. This, to me, represents all the developed areas in one's life that could use redevelopment. Of course, this poem could be read any number of ways from literal onward. Well done, on this, my friend! 🌹👏
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You are welcome, Tobani. Have a great day, my friend!
A deep write!
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Excellent work.
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Different style indeed! La. This is a very pretty and provocative number. Fascinating. Intriguingly rendered with rather exquisite imagery and a deeply haunting poignancy, it seems akin to a diamond with so many facets and angles I'm left pondering. Thank you for sharing.
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Fine metaphor Tobani, sometimes life just cannot be fixed and we need to move on.
Andy
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