Save Water Poems | Examples
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Like a seed deeply asleep in a pot of soil,
I lived life peaceful and still without toil.
As the seed grew, every day I poured water,
I too grew alongside it, in a frame of forever.
Like a teabag filled by hand of green leaves,
I look back on memories of all days, eves.
As the teabag floats upward in cup of water,
I realize I too will rise up soon without falter.
Like drops of water evaporating to the sky,
I see forward to times I am no longer shy.
As the drops return, I'll appreciate life more,
For I'm like water in every form, never a bore.
Like a lost soul, I was drowning for so long.
Now I see to whom it is I'm meant to belong.
As I save myself, breaking surface of a pond,
I realized I cannot abandon my sacred bond.
Some life events have forced me into deep water,
and I reached out for my hand of protection.
Until that day life had seen me as a squatter,
the hand that I sought wasn’t one of rejection.
I wasn’t knowledgeable of correct words to say,
my prayer that day, was Lord, save me a sinner.
He altered the heart that earlier was as clay,
placing in me the heart of a new beginner.
Since then I’ve been forced to sink or swim,
when issues were causing my life to fade.
On each occasion when all hope looked grim,
in faith believing my life would be stayed.
I can’t do very much, because I’m just a man,
but praise God I know the man with a plan.
Be always alert : Not to waste water
Water is life : So, preserve for future.
Water ! Most precious.
Save, being cautious.
Water is the best blessing of Nature.
I ride the rolling, curling waves
Hoping for a miracle that saves
The losses I see, in the distance
From what is brewing, this instance
Somehow, sailors seem to be blind
To the shore they can’t seem to find
The waves get larger by the day
But I know what I see, on my way
The biggest hurdle, is unable to save
Many in trouble, maybe to their grave
The sun may keep shining, all around
But, what about pleading to be found?
These waves certainly will not stop
Learning to ride is like seeing a backdrop
Still finding a way in travels to have fun
Whatever the theme, a play has just begun
Heidi Sands
11/3/21
Baptism
It's time to live
It's time to die
Au revoir to every selfish lie
And as the water washes clean
The mossy stone
My heart has been
I feel renewed
I sense the hope
No longer blinded hands that grope
In darkness
Now the future's bright
My soul has turned towards the light
And as I drown
To all the past
The debris that my heart amassed
As Christ within me
All can see..
Becoming who I'm meant to be
I know this symbol of the grave
This resurrected life
To save
Is more than just
The water's chill
As life begins and lungs refill
This is the Spirit
Beyond my death
The newness of my life's first breath.
Jinjagoliath
14th August 2021
The sun is out
The sky is blue
Hearts carved on a tree
Spell Me and You
We stroll by the water
Forget our cares
Summer's here now
To enjoy the fresh air
Smell the red peonies
Gorgeous pods on a stem
Pick a few, don't deny
The table its diadem
Scoop up some stones
Choose one smooth and flat
Skip it across the lake
and marvel at that...
As the sun works its way
Into the last gentle wave
The day's etched in memories
~ For Eternity to save
In Flint, Michigan, you may wind up dead
if you drink too much water that contains lead.
The city left its main water source from Detroit.
Drawing water from the river now does not look so adroit.
It was a move made in order to save money.
Folks from Flint said the water tasted funny.
All the mayor and governor could deliver was an apology.
This has the citizens in an uproar and very angry.
So what do you do if you are living in Flint?
Use the water there with a very severe stint.
from a news story found on www.abc.com
An active storm forecast for Hurricane Season
Sandbags, evacuations can save people’s lives
But offshore in black water a new threat now thrives
Inland states may suffer too, here’s the reason
Storms gain power in Gulf seas betrayed by treason
Soaking up dark sea’s moisture, such power derives
Will tropical cyclones carry black rain like knives
Giving inland farm crops, city streets a greasin’
The man-made drilling well still spews oil that floats
But the clouds of great storms may be darker this year
Murky sea water now lies in the Gulf storms’ path
Ma Nature has an aerial view as she gloats
Remains of dinosaurs fill hurricanes with fear
Bitter justice abounds in a defiled earth’s wrath