Elixir of Life
"Precious water--the elixir of life,
yet we still its sources with blase' knife."
A town in the desert awaits rescue from thirst.
Water supply gone, result of a twenty-year drought
that's worsening
Gifts from nature are for us to revere
They have life spans and deserve our care
yet we abuse
Industry pours poison into streams, ending them.
Discarded plastics suffocate the oceans
Fresh air--words
Forests burning or drowning
Wildlife and sea creatures are dying
we're killing
Mother Nature gave hints; now she is yelling
We didn't listen when she told us
she was in peril
Her endowments will last forever, we tell ourselves
Start visualizing chasing tumbleweeds, languishing
in a cactus shade
January 17,2023
for "Quote This" poetry contest
by Rick Parise
Copyright © Ann Peck | Year Posted 2023
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