mande-thul
All poems and photo artwork is the original copyright of Mande Thul, unless otherwise noted. 2015. / Hello, I'm a hard-working, thirty-something gal. Writing poetry is a new emotional outlet and creative hobby for me. My work as a pharmacy technician is terribly stressful at times, so I feel reading and writing poetry will help me unwind after work. I am an animal lover with a strong affinity for amphibians. Princess Buttercup, an African clawed-frog, is my newest pal. She is a beautiful, Albino female. Are there any other fans of amphibians and/or reptiles out there?
Orange boy, Lonely, dreams of cuddles only.
Melancholic mews convey his sorrowful news;
As he lies sulking behind a chilly pane of glass.
Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 1:55 AM UTC
Pale butter, creamy yellow
Dreamy spread of delight
Coat my taste buds in
A comfort so smooth as a frayed
Cotton-combed, sleep shirt
All right for sneaking rye bread
In the night
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 1:03 AM UTC
Extinguishes your fear
Understands the choice
Troubling ways, reflecting trauma
Healing sleep, in too deep
Angel free, watching me
Never to fear again
Agonizing choice
Sweet Heaven's estate
In strong faith
Awaiting our fate
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 12:03 AM UTC
All Your pain
Couldn't drain
Faith and trust
in One True God
as He was for our
Sins slain
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 11:56 PM UTC
Mary, Mother for All
Holy woman Enlightened
Blessed One birthing Our Lord
Delivering the babe Jesus into this plane
Only made Your faith strong, steadfast
to Our Godhead
Mercy and Grace
Trinity secure
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 11:28 PM UTC
Amphibian cuddles
holding on tight with all it's mite
'Love you, Mama' expressed
in frog licks and chirps bird-like
for crickets which are a frog's lively brunch
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 10:39 PM UTC
Formal letters of days long since past
form of communication forgotten
Rotten in a hopeless chest
Laid to rest
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
Purple-green Bug smug like a pug in a jug
flowing, glowing in lightening paths
Cutting iridescent swaths swirling in delight and show
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
Homemade, buttery-crusted pasty boats
Two many eaten and it's as if I'm a bloated goat
that can not float
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC
Traumatized puppy
Physical wounds healed, scarred over
scared again and again
Noises startle, passers-by threaten
Fear is real, not imagined
Stunts your mental health
Love and compassion can not cure all
Horrific consequences of sustained trauma
You are not to blame
Health whole in body and mind
Zooming, happy baby dog
Together we will be in Heaven
Baby dog, my angel dog
Missing you until Death
Reunites
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 1:26 AM UTC