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 (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 holistic-truth oriented prose and/or poetry involving 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.
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Lovely poem and photo 🙂
Thanks, Sci! Keep huggin’ dem doggies! 🙂
hehe Every day 🙂
Wonderful images and I love your quirky poem.
Thank you, Karen! So glad you enjoyed them! 🙂
great poem and photo, Thomas. Can I kiss the frog? Have a nice day, regards Mitza
Thank you, Mitza! You can kiss the frog, but it won’t turn into anything prince-like probably! 🙂
that’s a pity, I was looking for a prince so much, hehe
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.
Thank you! 🙂 As a kid, i had lots of toads as pets (in cardboard boxes with a lot of sand in them). I released pretty much all of them before fall came around. Toads make great pets! 🙂
They do! We always have our kids let them go after a few days. That way (we tell them) they can make more babies for them to keep catching. 😊 Oh to be a kid again!
I’m still chasing frogs and toads! 🙂
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!
Thanks, nugget58 + 1! Stay close to nature! Just don’t let the mosquitoes bite you too much! 🙂
How fun is that!?! Love it, but then, I love frogs!
I sure do too, Mary! The way their eyes look so much like the eyes of certain fish — like cichlids — is amazing! Evolution! 🙂
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.
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
I love this. I have to show my son this, he loves frogs.