The Lost Bog
encountered last Spring...exuberantly too far,
hiking deep in a Minnesota forest-bog, almost
dreamlike... Mosquito clouds engulfed me
...james
Silent zeroes flood my reflex memory
Mosquito clouds so thick to breathe
Meant inhaling dozens
Smiles and scorns at Springs first leap
Of freedom deep in a hidden forest bog
Bouncing leaps of retreat
Time froze
I glanced across a frozen universe
Scars finely creased with age
Memories still fresh
'Ancient Boulders' it is said in stories
Still vibrate with sacred chants
Audible to the chosen ones
Ears worthy of silence
Ears worthy
Of
Silence
Copyright © James Marshall Goff | Year Posted 2016
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