My Reflection in the Marsh

"If I were to live on a montane marsh

would I soar above blue water with my eyes

peeled for prey

or skim above the marshy top

to scope a spot to lay?

I would hop about the grassy shore

escaping probing beaks

or squirm among the mud that cracks

where mountain water seeps

Would I skate across the grassy flat

creating an orbit of ripple

or float upon the water top

offering when for those who nibble?

I'd swim throughout the deeps and shallows

hoping to catch a bite

or another in the deep dark muck

hiding young from predators' sight"

-A poem by Trail Crew Juliet