In a Marsh

In a Marsh

by dan ankers

The air has blown through here before

and it will stir this earth and these reeds

for thousands of years more

Circuitously, the wind is

puffing the hair on the back of my head

as it has often wended its ways past many

natural spreads

Those are the best of the bog

As the bullfrog sings

feeling high on the hog

He is the king

and

I can hear the crickets chirp

What a great symphony

This din to me

would only be

unbearable

if not for the

bullfrog's

magnificent work

adding to correct

to put some bass

against that chirp