tiny dewdrop falls
petal lifts its pretty face
lifegiving moisture
I am angry. Two days ago the Florida Environmental Regulation Commission voted to INCREASE the amount of toxic (proven cancer causing) chemical waste released into Florida rivers, lakes, and coastal waters.
This was done at a meeting which was supposed to be in September, but was rescheduled for now. This rescheduling took place when two seats were vacant due to the persons being at the DMC, persons who would surely have voted against this increase.
I am a water advocate. Perhaps only a closet advocate because anything else except writing is not possible. Nevertheless...... I get upset when neighbors use water for their lawns when we are on restrictions. I get sad when government only cares about repaying favors and lets our waters get polluted. I hate it when offshore drilling continues even after nasty spills and thousands of seabirds were lost, coral reefs destroyed, and continued destruction in our seas happens.
I love water. I love storms. Right now we are having a major stormy rainfall and I want to think...ah...nice clean water. But is it? We all know how the clouds get their raindrops.
Thanks for reading my rant. Sometimes I just have to.
In my header, I state this is a blog for opinions...yours as well as mine. If you have one, I will not delete. Even if it is opposite of my own.
Blessings for your weekend,
and a free verse poem that comes straight
from my heart.
This was done at a meeting which was supposed to be in September, but was rescheduled for now. This rescheduling took place when two seats were vacant due to the persons being at the DMC, persons who would surely have voted against this increase.
I am a water advocate. Perhaps only a closet advocate because anything else except writing is not possible. Nevertheless...... I get upset when neighbors use water for their lawns when we are on restrictions. I get sad when government only cares about repaying favors and lets our waters get polluted. I hate it when offshore drilling continues even after nasty spills and thousands of seabirds were lost, coral reefs destroyed, and continued destruction in our seas happens.
I love water. I love storms. Right now we are having a major stormy rainfall and I want to think...ah...nice clean water. But is it? We all know how the clouds get their raindrops.
Thanks for reading my rant. Sometimes I just have to.
In my header, I state this is a blog for opinions...yours as well as mine. If you have one, I will not delete. Even if it is opposite of my own.
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to the calmness of
with our lovely Rebecca.
about the photo: it is a Evian
water drop bottle I purchased
in 2000 for the millennium.
Seemed appropriate to display
it here.
I leave you with a multitude ofBlessings for your weekend,
and a free verse poem that comes straight
from my heart.
SONG OF THE RIVER
from a rainstorm
pounding against a window
rivulets of water following gravity’s road
come to me
from rushing tumbling waterfalls
over rocky canyon walls
running quickly
mighty strength – a ton in only a few inches
my food comes
to me
hear me - a musical gurgling of a playful lazy stream
my moan as i round a sandy corner pushing – digging
i feed even from the roadside puddles reflecting clouds
when they seep deeply to my underground caverns
water is my soul and strength my
only hunger
the substance from which all life began
be good to me – keep me pure
i am your life too
Dearest Judie... I read every word, every red letter that is full of such passion and love for something so precious... our water. Both your red and white letters feed my soul and replenish the well of my spirit. Thank you for your passionate heart and for speaking up against the toxins that we are consciously and unconsciously flooding the planet with... may your words resonate out and make the changes we desperately need, for everyone. XO
ReplyDeleteOne more thing to share with you in regard to water conservation... I live on a large parcel of land in the middle of my city, which is very unusual. It used to be almost solid grass. Over the years I have replaced more than 3/4 of it with native plants that can tolerate our dry summers and wet winters. With our drought I made the decision to let the largest area of lawn die. But I still water one small patch, even though it costs me and looks like a waste of water. I believe that these tiny green gems cool the air in my city of concrete, allow the worms to thrive providing food for the dirt and birds, and it feels so good to lie on it on my back with my dogs and gaze up at the sky... XO
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DeleteIt hurts so much when politicians don't take the welfare of the people into consideration when making these harmful laws. I understand your anger, Judie. It's just like that over here too.
ReplyDeleteBeing a desert dweller I too understand your frustration regarding water. Right now we have a water company (Nestles)that wants to use our ground water to open a local bottled water plant. What? Your poem is magnificent.
ReplyDeleteYour haiku and photo are beautiful and your free verse poem is well penned ~ Keep Calm and Rant On ~ sometimes we all need to do that especially in this situation ~ gad this country is upside down.
ReplyDeleteHappy Weekend to you ~ ^_^
Hello, water lover. I wish we could have some of your surplus water here in the desert! ;)
ReplyDeleteI can only echo Lea's words, I feel your passion too, all very well said and the poems so beautiful. Thank you for this post, this honesty, may you feel assured that you have said what needs to be said and that your energy will join with other like minded individuals and spread over your land, nay the globe. x
ReplyDeleteyour beautiful words, in haiku form or free; delightful
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Beautiful haiku.. Loved your free verse. Read your words. They are as precious as water.
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