A PERSON HAS TO EITHER LOVE IT, AND STAY - OR...HATE IT, AND LEAVE. IT'S A CHOICE THAT, AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED, IS NOT A TOUGH ONE. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

People never learn and just keep doing the same thing over and over.

hug
Kathy

Ron, was this another gift from the Army Corps of Engineers, or a resident plan gone awry? Nature provided what the environment required and I concur it should be returned to its original state.

Seems so foolish, doesn't it. Hopeless rebuilding, total greed. A poem that makes a statement, Ron, not just about floods.

It always fascinated me that the people up in Wisconsin continued to rebuild in the Mississippi Flood Plain after having everything destroyed over and over, year after year. I would tend to take my insurance money and build on higher ground. My attachment to living is much stronger than my attachment to any piece of dirt. Good poem and well expressed.

You have shared and explained the situation very effectively through your verses, Ron.

Old Mom Nature can sometimes be a rotten bitch...hope you & your's are safe and dry...-e-

Gosh, how dreadful. Though at Dyess I could not believe how hot it was in the day and how violent the skies were at night Indeed, in Texas everything is bigger.

I pray for these people and am thankful I do not, at the moment, have to live what they are going through.

~Ron~
To the people of Houston a devastating loss for them.
To rebuild their lives and their spirit will take time.

Lady Mary Ann

Oh, I am singing this to a tune and boppin' around in my office chair! Fun!

Love ya!

Jane

Fortunately, I live in an area that doesn't get flooded. That isn't to say, however, that it never will. I've lived long enough that one never says, "never will." The people in some of the Southern parts of my state (West Virginia) do get flooded, and they get it fairly often. But they keep coming back, time and again. It's a way of life for them, and they've accepted the reality that it's just going to be that way. We, too, have been watching the flooding in Houston on TV. My heart goes out to all those who've been caught up in this disastrous act of nature. Ron, you have done an outstanding job of expressing your thoughts about the flooding in your poem. I am always impressed with your work. I honestly don't know how you manage to get it all done. Have you ever been accused of being a workaholic? What's your typical day like? Hey,
there's an idea for another poem.

Davud Lee Thompson

How many times must humankind's arrogance be called out before we finally get the message? Apparently the number is infinite.

Point well written.

Rebecca

Biblical (Quran'ic) rain indeed. I read your poem (and have been following the news on TV and internet) with great interest, some very whitty comments and rhymes, in addition to the turmoil and choas (and tragedy) of the flood. I once experience a deadly flood in Makkah of all places when the day became night and the heavens literally opened. The rainwater just ran down the black hills of Makkah and flooded everywhere. I was on a bus that was making its way to the airport and somewhat elevated from the turgid waters, but I did see cars with people trapped inside, terrorized by the flood waters. John

I've been following your historic flooding on the news; and the horrific images I've seen sadly remind me of New Orleans 10 years ago. But unlike New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina, I see that flooded out people in Houston are being allowed to bring their pets with them. And I truly hope that FEMA does a much better job for Houston than they did for New Orleans 10 years ago.

Ahhh . . . Now that was a real mo-joker of a storm. "15 inch rainfall in a matter of a few hours" is unreal and I'm sure there were many that lost their lives. Even if they survived they were probably left with nothing except the staggering, uncertain future of putting their lives back together.