Yesterday, our wanderings led us to Waterloo State Park, just south of Lebanon, Oregon. Which suited me fine as I am a “water creature”.
At first I was a little concerned, though; we made our way to the river and it was this sedate green ribbon with fishermen (and osprays) fishing – not the roaring river of my memory.
But we followed the bank trail upstream, which became rockier and started including boulders. and soon we cam to the river of my memory; white water being churned as it made its various trails through obstacles of rocky formations. It was awe-inspiring … and worthy of a poem.
Today’s prompt is “rocks and rapids”
Want to look up past prompt? Maybe one of my past Pinterest “Ariel’s List”?
I’ve made it easy for you. You can find them in my archive on my Poetry Prompts page.