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Holding Back the Sea
Starting as marshlands,
where river meets the sea.
Where food was plentiful,
and fresh water was free.
Boatmen who poled,
marshlands in the breeze,
found food aplenty,
and a life of ease.
They built their houses,
on nearby high ground.
Boats ready to flee,
floods came to drown.
Trade was good,
both in land and out.
With wealth came edifices,
beautiful, stately and stout.
But the sea is relentless,
moving in, moving away.
Dikes and levies built,
to keep the sea at bay.
Oh such wealth!
Such power to be!
Such dignity to shine.
Legendary city by the sea.
Menouthis, Kekova, Phasis,
to name but three.
All have succumbed
to the powers that be.
Venice, Amsterdam, Old Orleans,
are trying to hold back time.
But the sea is as relentless,
as the Ancient Mariner's rhyme.
Storms will come to ravish.
Tsunamis will slip silently in.
Subsidence into the muck.
Earthquakes will always win.
Tides will have their way.
Coastline will erode to bay.
until the sea and marshlands,
reclaim their light of day.
Copyright 2006 © Ronald W. Hull
8/26/06
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vesna:)
I truly love the sea and all it graciously offers to us. One day, humankind will learn that the awesome forces of nature have a life of their own and their freedom is to be cherished just as we cherish our own. Let us live in harmony with all Creation.
Love, Joy & Peace,
Joseph
Love Tinka
Take care,
Sherry
as the Ancient Mariner's rhyme.
I truly believe it is, and I truly like this poem, Ron. And I believe we humans will never conquer Mother Nature, no matter how smart we think we are.
Susan
Regis
Love & Light, Dove
I concur with Eileen below completely..
It is all about Natural Reclamation..
In the long run, I believe New Orleans is a goner..
Peter
heed your message.I fear for New Orleans...Not necessarily from Ernesto, but the ones to come in the future, and they surely will!
Love,
Eileen