MicroPoem 98

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STANZA 1

The best roads are those not on maps

The dirt ones that are newly trekked

Shifting seamlessly into rocks and cracks

Hiked by all manner of life

STANZA 2

You travel beside a river going bloop, bloop

And follow the splish splash of wooden debris

Stop near the tiniest of frogs plop plopping across your path

As they traverse back into their section of the wood

STANZA 3

Running into a tree, overgrown, that fell on your path

Makes you turn back, regroup, and continue

STANZA 4

Who cares how many

Steps you’ve tracked

Or loops you’ve lapped

Or how fast you’ve trekked

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