#frogs poems on Hello Poetry

The Blue Bottles Mar 31

a fawn. a doe. a buck. and three little frogs.

a doe wandered into the clear path of the starry forest. three shots had rung out.
a buck lay flat on the clovers and tall grass.
a fawn beside him pawing the ground.
three frogs hopping in the trees.
down down down.
the doe lay beside the fawn as it denied the inevitable, inescapable truth.
he was gone.
she was here.
and the frogs sang a sappy tune.
"ohhh cry out sweet sorrow, the dragonflies skitter away! the cats are out and the mice are at play. whistle sour melodies and harmonious truth, the deer have crossed over, behind stayed their youth."
the young doe shooed away the silly frogs before the hunters heard.
poor fawn.
no mama in sight.

three deer and three frogs. (this has a deeper meaning to be interpreted.)

#fawn #doe #buck #frogs #melody #hunting #death #loss #adoption

heidi Mar 23

4.17.2023

Leaping from branches
Sending the water droplets
In the air like rain

Haiku with inspiration drawn from tree frogs!

#haiku #frogs #water #nature #rain

Karma Oct 2024

Hypocrisy

The frogs of the forest
Are seldom silent.

Their croaking resonates,
Moving the air like liquid.

Other animals are forced
To listen to the tiny tyrants.

One of the frogs hesitates
Before saying,

The frogs of the forest
Are seldom silent.

#frog #frogs #hypocrisy #forest #silence #noise

Zywa Sep 2024

[ In the puddles and ]

In the puddles and

the downpours of life, the frogs --

jump around for joy.

Song "Frogs" (2024, Nick Cave and Warren Ellis, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds), album "Wild God"

Collection "SoulSenseSun"

#frogs #joy #puddles #harmony

neth jones Aug 2024

. . . . . . . b i b b l e

they prayed for rain                  (so tired   so drained)
they wanted relief   crops    and to relive
                   through their supporting bulbous god
the rains came    and my body tightened with itch
                                  the chored limbs ached
flints of pain   ticked behind the eyes
but there was so much rain            and there was flooding
cause there were no trees   to root everything together
no absorption
but much concrete to dictate the fast flow
and then it rained like blood  and people freaked
(it was only desert pigment or algae)     and then it rained fish
but there was too much to harvest  pickle and eat
                                    and spoil brought stench and plenty of flies
and then it rained frogs   that weren't able to polish off the flies
          cause they'd splattered with the impact
and then...
the praying stopped   and the people plugged up their senses
and retreated indoors all puffed
                                 and angry and pathetic
and i went out for a walk
          solitary   except for the thriving carrion

#silly #rain #blood #fish #frogs #rot #prayer

Zywa Apr 2024

[ Croaking frogs at night ]

Croaking frogs at night,

a horse running back and forth --

but you can't see it.

Story "Titaantjes" ("Teen Titans", 1915, Nescio), chapter 1

Collection "Rasping ants"

#horse #frogs #night

Zywa Sep 2023

[ Countless frogs climb up ]

Countless frogs climb up

over each other's backs and --

fall back down again.

"La Caravane de la Poésie" in 1999 - Swimming pool in a hotel in Bamako (Mali)

Tale "A Change of tongue" (2003, Antjie Krog)

Collection "Em Brace"

#animals #frogs #effortoflife

Mark Wanless Jun 2023

haiku 23/6/23a

the water is low
the sun beets down forever
all frogs to sleep

#haiku #water #low #frogs #sleep

Sara Brummer Mar 2021

Ode to a Frog

Sweet, loud frog, harsh voice rising
like a climbing vine in a green world
of ponds and leaves thin as filaments.
The sad frog has never acquired
grace or flight, yet multiplies
geography of night.

You may want to be a fish
or a bird, yet there is a steady
wholeness about you, a settled
resignation of lowness –
no particular ambition.

You are a being both firm
and subtle ; with your webbed
feet you cling solidly to the
wet earth. With your perfect
camouflage, you enhance
the beauty of your verdant
surroundings.

Emperor of the archipelago
of lily pads, you astound
observers with your acrobatic
leaps. Nocturnal creature, you
are a visual enigma.

So, hold your head high
and with your rough harmony,
sing me a star-lit serenade.

#frogs #nature #sound #spring