Reflections On the Columbia

Reflections On the Columbia  

             (In memory of my father)

By Maurie Nord

 

Dark green water

Swirling back eddy

Trout fly of the season

Line and bobber

Sunset golden

Behind black mountain

Reflected below

In the river

So long has the river

Been in him flowed through him

Last rays play upon his fishing line

And perhaps he presumes or possibly knows

Beneath dark green water

He will be slipping soon

sandy nord

Sandy Nord 1917-1966

Copyright Maurie Nord 2014

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