in Fall – an Oregon Coast Poem
This short poem was written by a long time angling friend and captures the essence of Fall of the Oregon Coast. Enjoy.
in Fall
a poem by R. Christopher Anderson
After a summer waiting for rain
it came and left us in the night
and with all but the coldest fog burned away
By October sun’s faded light
Our thoughts balance on summer’s rays,
and approaching winter nights
a rising tide and fall freshet brings them through
fish running toward their journey’s end
A season of dust is washed from cedar boughs
That shade autumn’s fading frost
Blowing leaves stir memories not yet lost
A single curve of river or changing sky can bring them back
Of all the gravel paths that my soul knows
Amongst wood stove smoke and golden tamarack,
rusty machines, and the Coast Ranges ghostly posts,
Drift Creek road still haunts me most