Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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A Paucity of Water? 'Water, water, everywhere; nor a drop to drink.' That was the lament of a sailor on the sea (Coleridge). Through our carelessness and lack of monitoring, Our fresh water supply in portions of the earth Has resulted in many deluges of rainy storms, But elsewhere, drought has reigned with diminishing rivers. With no rivers, how will our West, especially, survive? This all reminds me of my African Kalahari safari. We progressed in our tiny convoy from well to well. Every evening each of us participants was presented With a basin filled with one inch of water. This daily allotment was used for a modest body rinse, Or to refresh our socks for a modest, clean resuscitation. Must we eventually pipe water across our nation, As we now blithely pipe gas and oil to areas in need? Frank Maurer 17 July 2026 0300 Hours.