Howard Kerr Poet Prose

Bold Wetlands Dash Part Two

Addison reflected.
Yes indeed, Addison’s propensity for dashing.
Not driven by any stretch but a dash.
An inspirational dash.
An urge, a quirk, a whim, even whimsy.
“I must now dash.”
Addison would wryly whisper to herself.
Not that these traits of hers was a source of irrational blushes or awkward self-recrimination.
They actually amplified her allure and mystery.

A town land in her mind which she seemed both drawn to but would somethimes flee.
It’s encoded enigma seemed to travel with her.
Her town of birth now taking possession of her more and  more.
Its carousel of excitement, night and day empowered this clairvoyant.
Running, jogging, sprinting ..,. a symbolic expression.
“Muddy pool, …. I’ve done it again. 
It’s real deep. I’m out but enough water for my moonlight reflections.”
Addison appearing in a splattered mirror images of herself.”
All simultaneously  frenzy of another kind occurred in tandem.
During these midnight runs two parallel worlds occupied her mind.
She could recall her daylight conundrum with crystalline clarity.
“Figure …. In front … behind.”
Odd to say the least 
My imagination and everything.”
Actually a blackbird or songbird that seemed to call as if in alignment or connection.
There could be other reasons.
Daylight hour surge of a poles apart different kind.
The after hours,, daylight hours.
“I have to be extremely careful.
Here I am, competent person, loving this routine when available to me.
I adore the town I live in yet I’m constantly running from it.”
Eerie and quite unusual.
She mutters knowing probably she is only being heard by herself
But is this true?
Addison seeks and seems to be reckless.
But actually that isn't true.
She has included in her repertoire camping at night, surviving in the open and less than hospitable environments both  town and country.

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