Open Poetry #38 |
Frog |
ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
The frog loved his pad as tadpoles love a swim camouflaged in green o'er pond depths among floating lillies croaked for a mate its tongue extended stetched for a fly the frog met another for tadpole sprouts morph to land forms to croak in duet green hopped on green floats to thicket until ponds dry and they dig buried for a rain emerged for a song the frog, its egg under pad roofs in pond thickets as dry spells tell of strange habits.. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I thoroughly enjoyed this |
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XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia |
::smiles:: "as dry spells tell of strange habits.." This feels so...personal. LOL Wonderful write ! |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
I like this. :-) Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things, |
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