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| Death on the Rogue River | |
| By prosperity | ||||
| 30 April 2005 | ||||
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this poem was inspired whilst going up the Rogue river in Oregeon
U.S.A. i was struck by the reaction of my fellow travellers to the
sight of the catching of a salmon and its killing. There was no
pity for the salmon. So as you can see this poem is in his honour. i
was also struck by the presence of a bald eagle observing the antics of
man. They cheered clapped and with eagle eyes watched breathes held urging victory against narures desire to live. A battle raged the rod strained looping in the living water he fought seeked refuge among the rocks, the hook dug wrenched his throat, she held tight reeling in the thread of death the salmon held fast, moved with swift pleas for life she eased her hold he swam to false freedom. tiredness flooded his weary body. She cheated her accomplice took the silver line he lay curled in his cage of death he gasped for breath, saw the rays of sunshine kiss his beloved river felt the cooling breeze caress his tiredness a last glimpse before the victor dealt the deadly blow. A cheer went up the spectators claiming honour for the victor the river flowed. On the lightening tree the eagle observed the battle to survive, wisdom in your eyes in one fell swoop you could end it all, but your powerful wings stayed closed in honour of the victim you sent a feather, a gift to ease his spirit. And carry on the wind to heights where love abides and confort lies his spirit soothed on the breeze.
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