TEXAS FLOODING WARS
(Apropos Of A Lesson Of Nature)
The flood waters came,
leaving lost lives washed away;
eyes flooded with tears:
Nature herself, warring with
collateral disaster:-
So many children
won’t be thirsty anymore;
flood waters drowned them:-
Let us thirst for quenching peace:
our human nature flooded:-
From His cross is born a river of light that floods the hidden corners of the soul,
Power and dominions have crumbled under the gaze of the One who weaves eternity into hearts,
Each divine touch is a whisper that wraps us in the mantle of eternity and love,
To the very end, He loved us with a love that deeply penetrates the fabric of time.
Life reigns like an eternal song, death is just a dream that unravels at dawn,
Christ has triumphed, and the echo of His victory resounds through the cathedrals of the heart,
In every heartbeat, I feel the victory blossoming in the sacred silence of the mornings,
His love is an ancient symphony that embraces us beyond stars and shadows.
Each ray of light is a sign of a promise that never fades,
For He has conquered darkness and made us temples of living hope,
In this dance of eternity, we find and lose ourselves only to be found again,
Under the eternal sky, His love guides our steps toward the infinity of divine love.
“What is the use of a house if you haven`t got a tolerable planet to putt it on.”
Henry David Thoreau
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Global Warming
what have we done
for glaciers to melt so fast
for forest fires to flare so often
for tornadoes to rage so strongly
for droughts to occur oft and anon
for flash floods to recur time and again
Floods follow no lofty order,
And blind be to any border,
They like none, nor dislike,
And equal do all strike,
He knows who’s a fair beholder.
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Happenings |24.08.2024| river, flood
Poet’s note: The new regime in Bangladesh recently felt that India deliberately opened up dam waters to inundate the neighbour country. This ditty shows, the truth is otherwise. The Indian territory was no less affected by the floods, and their fear is not well-founded.
I love the snow and beautiful blue skies,
gentle rain and thunderstorms,
winds that blow the fall leaves,
leaving a gold carpet up to my knees.
I don't like duratio winds,
or tornados that suddenly blow in,
earthquakes that take down walls,
or warm fronts that stall.
When flood warnings are posted,
I always wish I had a boat,
the threats are real,
I really hope I float.
Mud slides are wild,
I'm glad that in Ohio,
they aren't that common,
but I loved making mud pies as a child.
Ice storms leave a beautiful scene,
the icicles hanging like daggers,
salt trucks are loaded just in case,
getting it all organized is a race.
A beautiful blue moon,
that we see above,
all the things we've learned,
everyday at noon.
The weather man that taught us all,
no matter the conditions,
the one accurate reporter,
his name is Jym Ganahl.
My favorite lore of his,
after the first forsythia blooms,
there will be three more snow falls,
an intelligent man to know all this.
I hope he enjoys his retirement,
for many years to come,
we will often think of him,
when we can't find the sun.
Floods damage swiftly
Crops, homes, cars, slopes and lives
Earth's rage, man's neglect.
After the floods,
We were left with nothing,
Our homes lay in ruins,
All we had gone leaving us torn.
It was an unprecedented downpour,
Twilight’s gift to us,
Spring was in full swing,
The water level rose unabatedly.
Everything we had worked for all taken by the floods,
Everything we had laboured for was damaged by the floods,
Our town stood in the shadow,
Our homes were a torturing silence.
Days after the floods,
We strengthened our feeble hands,
We invigorated our weary minds,
We arose to bring back what had gone to the deep.
April 22, 2024.
"Positive impact after a disaster, as people show humanity as they come together and give their hearts to help." Quote by poet
Rainfall falls so quickly, and heavy
High water overflowed the river levee
Causing widespread damage.
Heartbreak and very difficult to manage.
The streets turn into deep flowing rivers.
Cars submerged in the water shivers.
Few people injured or died in flash flood runoff
Until the torrential rain tappers off.
After, the aftermath disaster communities call-out
Finding strength from the despair that sprout.
All begin to clean up helping each other out.
Inspiring kindness and assistance throughout.
4/21/2024
Flash floods came in a sudden
After few hours of torrential rain
Villages in towns submerged
Water rose so high…surged.
People stayed on their roofs
Waited for rescuers holding faith and hope
Teams of rescuers came less than an hour
To save everyone with all their powers.
People evacuated in safer places
Government officials sent foods for days
Relief goods and help came from the cities
A unified effort and cooperation with love and peace.
After few days , water slowly subsided
Some went home, others were relocated
Clean and clear up programs were established
Clogged drainages and canals were all fixed.
Many volunteers, both young and adult
Cleaned and planted more trees for better result
Proper waste disposal was implemented
Illegal logging and quarrying were strictly prohibited.
After the floods have washed away life
hopes and dreams gone with each wave
sitting now by a once-small creek, rife
with catfish we never thought to save
which, though river, now also a grave
How can life itself be this fragile
Firmly here, and then gone like a gust
of wind that sweeps each lone desert mile
Longed for rain we can no longer trust
Memories that now have turned to dust
Houses rebuild, harder are moments
together we can no longer share
As time dries tears, a new life foments
friendships we didn't know waited there
a new life of promises and care.
April 20, 2024
We needed to evacuate because
the sandbags we put down were not enough
to hold the rising tide; how bad it was.
We had to flee our homes, which was so tough
because we didn’t know what we would find
after the floods. Would our homes be destroyed?
To think of that, I nearly lost my mind.
Were any of us able to avoid
a lot of damage? All that week we prayed.
Then with trepidation, we traveled back.
When my home’s interior I surveyed,
I hoped not to have a panic attack.
Praise be to God, for the damage done to all
of my friends’ homes and my own house was small.
Water! Water! The entire landscape submerged
Grave silence! Except the torrents swift and huge
Intimidating sights, plains and valleys merged
Rushing above the tops of roofs with a surge
Clergymen discoursed it the Almighty's curse
The end of epoch, predictors prophesied
Scientists explained it an eco inverse
Country folk acknowledged it ill-fate and cried
Swept by it the colonies of little birds
Corpses drained by the rapid gush of water
Crashed , ruinous, inexplicable for words
Haphazard the course of life by its slaughter
Debris and uprooted trees drained by the flows
Disfigured the pretty landscape of lush green
Distressing sights remained as heart rending woes
Destruction with all its diabolic spleen
Life becomes an endless and relentless fight.
By mingling, can't we make an adaptation?
Western and Indians' viewpoints may be right
But harming nature leads to degradation
Place : 2nd
Cracked castles are in dilemma. whether to fall or stand
Waters whirl like a lake and sea, with a lean sign of land.
Among the carcasses of beasts lie humans, as though mixed
In destiny's destructive force, nature remains transfixed.
Swarms of insects strive for existence. Will they all outlast?
Ants carry a dead snakelet in procession, unasked.
Do dogs, cats, goats, and cows think that they're in a swimming pool?
Aren't they on their final journey, though the water is cool?
Blessed are the rescuers, who risk their lives to save others.
To leave one to die or to save them, they have their druthers.
It's due these that the catastrophes of nature get humbled.
The fanfaronade of death and its decay get crumbled
The flood is like autumn. With its waters, it flows and fades.
Doesn’t the drought-flood scene have been enacted like sun and shades?
Vegetation sprouts with renewed vigour, power and strength.
Meadows, orchids, and orchards spread out to an unseen length.
After the floods
of tears
througout
dark and lonely
nights
of broken
promises
and hurt
feelings
come red
and swollen
eyes
with puffy
lids hidden
from the light
of day
and away
from friends
whose sympathy
would
render me
useless.
Torrential rain falls
Rivers swell, bursting their banks
Floods consume the land
Houses submerged deep
Anguished cries of lost homes rise
Water, ruthless foe
Nature's wrath unleashed
Mighty force engulfs all life
Hope floats amidst fear
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