Near My River Home

Near My River Home

By dusk  I slide the canoe down the grassy bank and step
into the wetness of my river
I call it my river because for some reason not many use it
at least near my home

As old Sol shimmers across the sunlit waves
burning warmly on the back of my eye lids
as when the shadows  of cooling trees  release the pleasing moisture of night

As all becomes the cool brisk air of an eve
I begin my paddle up the shore
Downriver and miles away  a train moans through
on it’s freightline south

Soon the sounds of man retreat to a solemn memory
and water slaps against the canvas hull
My paddle  and silent J stroke  take me
away from the forest walls

And soon mother nature takes her course
and slowly she takes away mine too
As in the forest the deer move in
skittish bursts of  speed evading the unknown

By the time darkness spreads her wings and turns
my direction towards  home
I have counted six deer  three ospreys  a blue heron
and countless birdlife

Yet my stroke remains steady and silent  and I never
even think about my fly rod
For who would disturb the sanctuarium of  life
this aquarium of other world reality

By the time I arrive back  home the air has
cooled considerably and the darkness fallen slowly
As I drag the canoe up the slope I plan my return tomorrow ?
soon soon soon

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Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, in poetry, in story perhaps to sort them out and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...

2 thoughts on “Near My River Home

  • July 30, 2018 at 8:14 PM

    Nicely penned Ed and very descriptive with detailed imagery. One question: 3rd Stanza, second line…’up the shore’ should be perhaps ‘from the shore’ or ‘along the shore’. Cheers!


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