Like a woman
Sometimes fickle
Always changing
Both delicate and strong
Giving life through the decades
Warm in summer
Bugs fish wood green and lush
Cold in winter
Ice snow wind and shimmering shine
Always alive
Always reborn
My heart will always long for you
Seeking to be reborn
In places of no comfort
Dry foam sterile and plastic
Thinking back to the sand silt and dirt
Muck and wet rotting leaves and horseflies
Smell of shad on your shores
Desperate to spawn
And their stink
Filling the air, life and death inhaled
In one breathe
Sight of eels in the water looking like
Slippery sliding sly snakes of the depths
You have had names before that which
We call you
You shall have more names still
The name we hold in our hearts for you
Will always be the same
No words are needed for it
For just as we need not articulate that
Which our hearts know our mothers to be
Always what you are
Life giver life taker
Warmest and most welcoming
Coldest and most foreboding
Never ever changing
Yet current always raging
Mother River
Gene G. McLaughlin 2015