Frobyrt Frogimus
The Song Unheard
by Frobyrt Frogimus
a
frog
sits
by
the
mossy
pond
croaking
a
song
unheard
a
little
green
voice
whispering
secrets
to
the
ancient
trees
its
eyes
like
glimmers
of
starry
night
reflecting
the
mystery
within
leaping
from
lily
pad
to
lily
pad
with
a
bounce
and
a
splash
a
poet
in
disguise
scribbling
in
the
air
with
each
leap
words
scatter
like
water
drops
ripples
of
language
unleashed
its
tongue
curled
with
letters
forming
syllables
that
dance
a
solitary
poet
in
a
mosaic
forest
of
emerald
hues
whispering
odes
to
the
moon
and
the
midnight
sky
for
in
this
enchanted
realm
of
whispers
and
wonder
the
frog
unveils
its
poetry
with
each
ribbit
a
fragile
serenade
to
the
night
breathing
life
into
the
silence
and
the
enchanted
forest
listens
in
silent
reverie