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Froggie

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When)you croaked I cried for days

                   (four days)

Then eye saw hop

        splash

                                       jump

                                                                   slurp

moths dis

                                   appearing

(a peering here and there)

and then(Suddenly)                  I kicked the bucket

                                                                                                     Some folks wept

(it is useful for hauling

                             things         like

                             leaves and

                             sticks

and wasted t

                            e

                               a

                                   r

                             s

Froggie (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Froggie (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Froggie (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Froggie (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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My Blog primarily consists of close-up nature photos (that I've taken locally) combined with original mindfulness sayings and/or poetry that deals with mindfulness/awareness. I love nature and I love understanding the whole (not merely the parts and the details). I'm a retired teacher of the multiply handicapped. I have a number of interesting hobbies, such as fossil collecting, sport-kite flying, 3D and 2D close-up photography, holography, and pets. Most of all, I am into holistic self-awareness, spontaneous insight, unconventional observation/direct perception, mindfulness, meditation, world peace, non-fragmentation, population control, vegetarianism, and green energy. To follow my unique Blog of "Nature Photos and Mindfulness Sayings" and for RSS feeds to my new posts, please access at: tom8pie.com (On my regular Blog posting pages, for additional information and to follow, simply click on the "tack icon" at the upper right corner... or, on my profile page, you can click on the "Thomas Peace" icon.) Stay mindful, understanding, and caring!...

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  1. Lovely picture and poem. It makes me remember the time our daughter caught-then lost-her first frog. Of course she lost in in our house and upon cleaning her room it was found, deceased, and so we found a little box and had a lovely ceremony. Dandelions were gifted upon its grave. Tears were shed and off she went to find another slimy yet lovable friend.

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  2. Love what you did with words in this poem – just wonderful! Your butterfly on coneflowers photos are stunning. Thank you for taking time to visit my site – my “skill” in photography does not match the sheer joy I receive from nature. Have a great day!

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  3. Great picture and poem Tom. Yesterday we were working on our bog in our Koi/ Goldfish pond and I noticed the little statues on the edges of the rocks were all faded out so I painted two of them. They look so much better. I only saw tree frogs yesterday no bullfrogs.

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  4. Tom —
    I couldn’t help feeling that the tears had transformed the frog from photo to drawing. From concrete to abstract. In a way. A really intriguing combination of poem and image.

    And thanks for your visits to my blog.

    Maureen O’Hern

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