Karen Holly

A solitary
monarch butterfly
landed on the tip of my rod
a frequent perch
in summer
for the lacy
blue dragonflies
frequenting the coulee`basin
where the river
stacks up
on a dam
the deep water
churning in giant whirlpools
bending the keel
of the boat
into a slow
lazy circular spin
and so we drift away the day
a golden butterfly
my boat & I


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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6 Responses to Summer`Drift

  1. enthralling – a photograph in words…I can see the water dripping off the end of your rod.


  2. Izaak Walton would have enjoyed it as much as I did

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