Outdoor Explorations · Poetry · Sacred Spaces · Writing

Autumn Song of the Metolius

Source of the Metolius River
Source of the Metolius River

I watch under gray skies
As you bust out of the ground
Under dripping green branches
And quickly spread out
Into a wide
Meandering River

Cutting through the
Lush green meadows
Carving your way
Through forests of
Fir and pine

Vine maple flares red
Along your banks
Trout and Kokanee
Leap and feed
Above your rapids
Or rest in eddies
Along your banks

A dipper perches
On a rock watching
Perhaps for a passing meal
Or maybe as awed as I
By the autumn song

The Metolius River spreading out a few hundred yards from its source
The Metolius River spreading out a few hundred yards from its source
Red Vine Maple along the banks of the Metolius
Red Vine Maple along the banks of the Metolius
A Dipper perched on a rock near the bank of the river
A Dipper perched on a rock near the bank of the river
Happy poet on the bridge at Wizard Falls fish hatchery
Happy poet on the bridge at Wizard Falls fish hatchery
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