Long Columbia river Poems

Thanksgiving, 1971,
a parachute pilgrim approaches Northwest Flight 305
as Dan Cooper, anonymous businessman,  anarchist airborne, 
black suit, black sunglasses, a black tie
and a black briefcase broaching black motives,
Portland to Seattle, prison or criminal pantheon, 
before...

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Christ!
A warparty of 60 Shoshone warriors has just stampeded into the meadow
faces painted red and white for blood and death, all sorts of strange designs,
bows and arrows ready to fly on us, skull breaking cudgels...

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The Great Falls of the northern Plains is actually a chain of five seperate waterfalls
varying in height and majesty extending over 12 miles,
they also confirm that the right river was chosen,
we had hoped that the...

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fo'c·'sle    /'fohksel/  noun  deriv: forecastle
      1. the forward part of a ship below the deck, traditionally used as the crew's living quarters.
   ...

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There is a pretty lady, who lives up north you see.
One of the fairest maidens from the Columbia to the 
         shining sea.
She always looks her best,...

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*Image of Take In North America by Amtrak.
Training Experience: Novice

All onboard, the Pacific Coast-Liner,
it is seventy-seven, my first leave
of a first year's work. A bit sideliner
on board, the conductor took my bag, "We've
an opened dining...

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The Long House

Precontact	            Our sky is incense
                 ...

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A small town in Oregon
Fishing boats curzing along the Columbia River and the Pacific Ocean
Busy, fishing, boats
City of many fishers
They tell me you can smell the ocean, for I belive them the smell of the...

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A Tear Falls

The sun is three quarters pasts as the breeze picks up.
There is but one boat upon the waters of a sudden memory.
For it is these waters that I looked upon, on the afternoon...

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Minter Bridge Road to Burkhalter Lane
Alpaca farms dot the hilly terrain, baby llamas
Wear thick curly fur, until the shears come
They look really funny when the fur is all gone

From the top of Chehalem, a significant...

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Visit my soul Great River of the West.
Come touch my heart with your absolute truth,	
Pausing for no one on your ocean’s quest.

You teach to forgive; now I, in turn blest
In wisdom of age.  My...

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Peace

The lonely island
The soothing water sounds
The various shaped marshmallows in the sky
The fish which live and travel under the water
Wherever there is only pace is where I wish to be

Wither it be a yacht out...

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