Flash Fiction: Mangroves

Artem Nadyozhin © Instagram: @bornmenall

By Campbell George


mangroves

let’s go said the girl where mangroves grow

   why said the boy trees are here, also the path

but said the girl trees are tall and the path is slow

    I fear said the boy what swims in nature’s bath

come and see said the girl the way is not far

    alright said the boy i’ll trust your compass and feet

‘round the bend said the girl then the sand bar

    the road disappears and bark and bay meet

dip your legs in said the girl it’s really quite cool

    oh yes said the boy it sure beats the  dust

along the flow, down the pacific pool

    oh let’s drift far away into wild seas untrussed

alas said the boy that choice has been made

look at us now, ceding shores for waves