Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Wild Salmon Poem


Estuary days.

Still the water sits
Sleeping
Ripples stir the surface
Cronk goes Heron
Mother Salmon calls
The return begins.

Rain falling soft and heavy
Nootka Rose hips sparkle
Tide pools slosh with Chum
Unfortunate stranding
Broken eyes stare upwards
Crow and Sea Gull lunch
Black bear crashing
Fish thrashing
More lunch.

Drizzle and smelly fish
Stinky decay
Lifeless eyes scan the sky
Raccoon comes for dinner
Fly’s buzz
Maggots emerge
Another day another Salmon.

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