‘Destination unknown’

I’ll traverse this old river, flowing past grassy banks. Adrift in my wooden vessel; listening to creaking planks.

Downstream I paddle, floating by majestic oaks. Weaving between shallow water, and areas for deep-hulled boats. 

The shoreline is distant. Now only water surrounds. Can my voyage continue indefinitely, or will I run aground?

The current pulls and tugs. Luring me to unknown destinations. I don’t worry about the journey. I have no expectations.

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About Bo Bandy

Just a creative soul trapped in a world of cookie-cutter pragmatism...
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One Response to ‘Destination unknown’

  1. Joel Latterell says:

    Go farther. I’m expecting elves or trolls or backwoodsers making moonshine in hidden sheds. Great descriptions!

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