Eddy Swirl

“The River Can’t Heal Everything.” – Jim Harrison


Houseboat summers

sandbar moorings

with neighbors not from home.


Swimming sunlight

brown and slender

meals grabbed grudgingly.


Sunset smore roast,

campfire stories;

yarns spun way past midnight.


Sleep on blankets

on the rooftop

under the constellations bright.


Hear the grownups

voices turning harsh

laughter stopped by angry yell.


Things said that night

talk over our heads

Dad’s whisper fierce, Mom’s yelled reply.


Neighbors gone at dawn.

Quiet we head for home.

Dad packs a suitcase and then is gone.


Our lives are changed

by something unexplained.


And the river will never answer.


This is part of “28 Days of Unreason”

based on prompts taken from poems

by Jim Harrison.



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