255

255 miles east

that all it takes for a bump of fate

i know the road to Chicago

and all stops between

it's much too early to

stop in Cameron

maybe i could take a slight detour from

the Amana Colonies

break out of the usual 

slow down the rush

in the name of discovery

i once thought i

would have to

spend the night outside in Rock Island

my ride never picked me up

but i know

you never would do that

getting closer to my childhood 

stop in Moline for

a drink for myself and my wheels

and i turn around 

heading for the spot marked

255 miles east

Reviews

[emmajoy]

These places just don't mean anything to me, but I enjoyed the slow ride through magical words .. like the ring of this, ' getting closer to my childhood ' - there's a tale behind that sentence.

[Daytonight]

Wow what I wouldn't give to be on a road trip right now instead of this hot, sticky climate in Louisiana with triple digits. Great right Sir Knight. Keep on penning.