Let’s cut the scut,
Say goodbye hoi polloi
And head for a favorite spot out south
Where I gambol on weekends
With some folks I love.
It is quite a schlep but it’s worth every mile.
And the sight of the Santiam makes my soul smile.
There we doss, and we nosh,
And we prate funny tosh.
Building cairns between naps
taken floating downstream.
It’s a crack of a time
On this river sublime,
Stoking wet wood and ash
Tending poison oak rash
At my favorite, irenic
Santiam plash!
I took these photos of amazing cairns that my husband stacked on the Santiam River. I was certain the second one could NOT be done and was transfixed and in awe of His Royal Highness when he did it!
I love your poems, and that was quite a fest!
thank you dear bag lady. i love all things silly and fun!
I love word games. One of my favorites is Lexathon which has an app you can download and spend 22 hours a day figuring out words Boggle style. Most of these fun words in this poem were learned on Lexathon.