The Crawdad and the Catfish

Illustration by Ken Lambert

10 Words by Ken: blind, familiar, mystery, intimate, explore, babble, crawdad, immerse, obscure, solitude

 

"How do you know what's around that corner?"

The crawdad asked in absolute horror.

"Not sure," catfish said without a care,

"I guess I'll find out when I get there."

 

Immersed in obscure solitude tonight,

Nearly blind on this new moon night,

At peace with the intimate and familiar.

I smile because I can hear the river.

 

Listening to it babble, sing and speak,

Mystery urges me to explore and seek,

And though I've seen every eddy and bend,

I cannot say I know this mutable friend.

 

The river changes with every season,

It does not abide by logic or reason,

And though I can't see the road before me,

I trust I'll get there, no need of a warranty.

 

"How do you know what's around that corner?"

The crawdad asked in absolute horror.

"Not sure," catfish said without a care,

"I guess I'll find out when I get there."