The sharpened steel
Of autumn's Light
Spills soft colours
Over rippled skin
On the Salish sea
Cutting summer free
Along a distant bank
Of autumn coloured cloud
That reaches deep into
Silent dark water
I sit on this boat
Passing by logs
Washed to the sea
Like floating bones
From flooded banks
As I search for whales
Tethered in her berth
Rounded waves reflect
Off the steel hull
And run politely
Under black ripples
Shivered by the breeze
That finds us all waiting
Before the fog floods in
Damp under darkness
