Thewarming of the Planet

The warming planet

In the heat of summers
it was nice to bathe in the river
ten minutes from the houses.
A great place to cool off
Not crowded by tourists.
Cigano boys bronzed
And physically perfect
Diving from the branches 
Of the generous oak.
Of the warming of the planet
I know little, only this
The river is dry as early as May
been so, for five years.
But old people, tell me 
It has happened before.
The river, near the houses
Were dry for years
In the fifties.












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December 9, 2021 at 6:26 AM
beautiful imagery and message. This summer a weather reporter asked an older couple about the hurricanes and how there are so many more now. Their response was priceless. A shaking of the head and then they began to list the horrible storms of the 50's and 60's. And disagreed sternly that there were so many more storms these days. Thank God for folks with long memories--they help calm our fears! (there are more "named storms" because they used to name only hurricanes)
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