Impromptu
when waking
i hear the sound
as if an insect has
taken over our pond c'mon
it ain't no junebug playing his legs
nor a
cricket
for sure can't
play no hoe down
dance with legs only
put
my ear
to the wind
ahhh honey twill
sound again and then
like
a loner
moaning over
what's heard and
begins again pause
again
he's trying
again and again
to try to win no second
place he's just a leopard
frog
dressed
in wolfe's
clothing but
always a cat trying
to
catch
a mate he
might be able
to make out with
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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