From town, go down the paved road towards Johnson’s
Chapel for two miles until the road makes a sharp turn
to the right, a large, white farm house in the bend,
turn left on a dirt road through brambles and overgrown
bushes until the air grows cooler and then drive
a few hundred feet past overhanging limbs and branches
stinging with new life and there, when the road ends,
you’ll find Dixie Landing, a swimming hole with cool,
unemotional water and turtles on logs getting what little sun
they can find in the naked light, where the moon feels
challenged in its rendezvous with its mirrored friend during
the nighttime, where a verdant foliage invites kingfishers and
lacey, translucent-winged dragonflies and butterflies and twisted
primeval cypress entices teens to swing from its ropes far out
over the water.
Published: Blue Heron Review, 2023; Photo from Unsplash
Prompt: Write about how to get to a place, perhaps a remote place, a hard-to-get-to-place, ending with description that captures the significance/beauty of the place.