Photo: Lake Brown, just below Eaglestone Rock (Nungarin), just as the sun is setting, the moon visible. Lake Brown has always been a natural salt lake, but human impact has exacerbated the salinity and balance of the lake’s eco-system.
I walked the lake around today and
said a prayer for the one tree who
had sighed its last lying in the midden
of our lust and sorrows, lachrymose,
I have said too many prayers of late.
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Ah, sad tree. A good poem Paul.
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Thanks Helene 🙂
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Pleasure Paul.
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Too many trees gone Paul. 😢
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Yes, disastrous situation, and politicians don’t seem to care, they seem to bury their heads in the past.
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Salty tears can become an acquired taste.
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Sadly so, especially after many occasions.
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Sad 😦
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Very sad. 😦
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It seems we need more than prayers, Paul. Sad indeed.
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Yes, we need a heartfelt revolution to shift the trend. Recycling and energy saver light bulbs are all good, but more work needs to be done on lifestyle.
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Definitely and much more!
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I hear the pain.
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Deep, sad.
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And, thank you Mark
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salty tears we cry
as one by one they die
but continue saying goodbye
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Yes, such grief. Thank you Sandy.
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Welcome, Paul.
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Poignant. How I felt driving through the mountains this past weekend, through all the dead trees from a forest fire.
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Oh, that is deeply grieving, and thank you Heather for reflecting on this.
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Always a pleasure.
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So powerful and sad. Thank you though for a new word to add to my list of new words. I had never heard the word “lachrymose” before. It is a good (but sad) word that I suspect I can use sometime.
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Thank you so much LuAnne, lovely response, and glad you like that word, I think it has a wonderful sound as you say it, hope you use it.
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It does sound lovely. I will not only try to use it in my writing but maybe sneak it into a conversation as well. I love learning new words so I thank you very much.
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Too many… So very sad.
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praying with you but too many are waiting for someone else or govt to do something … their excuse not to accept responsibility 😦
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Too true, sadly 😦
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Thanks a lot sir for the great message for all of us especially for the environment lovers and for those who are trying to save the earth from odd climate changes.
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Yes, we must raise our voices even more, thank you so much Francis.
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Definitely sir. Most welcome🌷🙏🌷🙏🌷
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Very good, albeit very sad poem. There will be a price to pay for our lack of good stewardship over the earth. 😥
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Sadly so Jill, I hope before we go there’ll be a Nuremberg Trial for the gutless holders and keepers of power.
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As do I, my friend.
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Together we will hold them accountable.
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Oh gosh – that touched my heart. A very powerful poem indeed.
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Thank you so much for sharing that Suzanne.
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Sorrowful, and reflects how I’ve been feeling lately – too many prayers.
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Yes, I’d like to reduce the tears and prayers.
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So sad. We must never give up our tears and prayers! They are needed to nourish and strengthen us for the battles yet to come. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
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Thank you Patricia, no we must never give up.
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Survival
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Yes!
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Beautifully sad
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Indeed!
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