Lake Water Reflects Clouds, Sky, Heat, Our Hearts, But Not The Eastern Narrow Mouthed Toad (A Fossorial Frog)
Even the floats we ride—
turquoise, white, sunny calm.
But hidden among un-
blossomed perennials
are frogs that bleat like sheep—
small frogs—
over-the-hill sheep.
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very nice. reminds me in a round about way of plath’s ‘wuthering heights’..
Thanks, Dustin. I like that one too.
There is no life higher than the grasstops
Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind
Pours by like destiny, bending
Everything in one direction
This reads perfectly.. I’m in love with frogs so I’m especially fond of this!
My mother esp loves frogs too. Thanks, Linda.
I love this image: it’s just a little bit surreal in a way that makes it sing
Surreal is good.
Thanks, Shaun.
Nice! It’s like a Monet painting.
Thanks, Kevin.
SO gooood:
title spills over
enjambment gone wild
sheep-like frogs
& fossorial goes in
my mental drawer
!!!!!!!
(p.s. I read your poem.in KY Monthly,
It has an honored place on my frig)
I am so pleased to know this, Jim! Thanks.
Yeah I was gonna say
OH ! It’s a painting
And fossorial is sooooo
Wonderful.
Thanks, Coleman.
Fossorial?! I love it when I learn a new word. Not sure which I like best—the title or the poem! Newport Aquarium has an exhibit with interesting, colorful frogs and better yet has recordings of how different frogs sound.
I love learning new words too, Kim. Thanks.
love the way my attention is shifted
Thanks, Gaby.
Love this — as others have said so vivid. I can hear those bleating frogs.
They really sound like sheep! It’s wild. Thanks.
Love the long title and the short poem–so vivid. And that “fossorial frog.”
Thanks, Karen.
I love the unexpected: unblossomed perennials and bleating frogs!
Thanks, Nancy.