Rudyard Kooistra on
4 hours ago
After an age of stentorian coupling
Dots became tadpoles pullulating
Zooming around in marauding bands
A spoon of porridge for their catering
Tadpoles fed porridge and algae
Will grow into froglets in no time
I watched them hop onto dry land
I hoped they would reach their prime
But thrushes and robins were waiting
The novice amphibians proved easy meat
Sunday 19th April 2020 1:23 pm
Our thoughts are squat frogs sploshing around in the foggy marsh of our minds. A croak here, a croak there, then they disappear into murkiness plopping up later, random and undetermined to splosh and croak some more.
Oh! that they were leaping salmon heading up through swirls and rocky torrents, progressing against currents and foam; the fish and river sparkling in the sun. Achieving at last ...
Sunday 1st September 2019 8:15 pm
Sunday 22nd May 2016 9:23 am
Sweaty Little Fingers
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 once I caught a fish alive.
"That's not a fish! It's a tadpole!"
1,2,3,4,5 once I caught a tadpole alive
I loved the little fella and I wanted him to thrive
but he was too small for me so I made him dive
back into the water.
1 little frog hopping around. I bend and lift him from the ground. I wrap him up all safe and s...
Sunday 27th March 2016 4:09 pm