235 – Steelhead Falls

Steelhead Falls

So many fine-boned bodies
lined up, ready
to hurl themselves into the silver
cascade crashing blue-green

I thought of the trout
of your slim body, perfect
pearl eye, rainbow slick-scaled
and shining

That was years ago
when we knew the lingo
of the cove, secret society
lingering on the edge, leaping

We have lept

We know the jagged shoals
dark pull of the current
we fight in our own ways
together, sheltered behind the rock

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