Water everywhere is getting polluted these days. I have a river nearby that's full of rubbish. Still, I can see people go fishing there. Your poem was written in a very clever way. Interesting and clear imageries. I love it.
Sometimes water is indeed life. And sometimes water is polluted and does not serve living things. Damn, DeBaca. You know how to spin a cautionary tale in the form of poem. "Bone Dry And Scorched" teaches us that water is valuable, not to spoilt.
Great poem. As you probably know, Iowa is the only state in which cancer rates have been increasing. And our rivers and lakes are getting worse, not better.
Water everywhere is getting polluted these days. I have a river nearby that's full of rubbish. Still, I can see people go fishing there. Your poem was written in a very clever way. Interesting and clear imageries. I love it.
Thank you so much for your comments, Kamisah. I appreciate it.
Sometimes water is indeed life. And sometimes water is polluted and does not serve living things. Damn, DeBaca. You know how to spin a cautionary tale in the form of poem. "Bone Dry And Scorched" teaches us that water is valuable, not to spoilt.
Thank you, Dee Allen, I appreciate the comment. Water is indeed life.
Correction: Not to be spoilt.
If only... Again your images are vivid and your message is as powerful as always.
PS I've learned to always have my hanky nearby when I read your work. I either weep with joy or anguish; many times with both.
Thanks so much, Mary. Xxoo
Great poem. As you probably know, Iowa is the only state in which cancer rates have been increasing. And our rivers and lakes are getting worse, not better.