An old frog
croaks for his supper
in the crater
of a mud-puddle moon;
a black snake slithers
from the hollow of a log,
a red tail hawk circles overhead.
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Exquisite!
I love the first part and the last part ,:) but you could have gone all day without writting about the black snake, messed with to many this summer :P
love this one too Pat!
Would have loved to hear you read it...
Next time...okay!
Enjoy your evening!
Margie:)
I like this. A pond is not just an ole fishing-hole, eh? Enjoy that mud-puddle moon tonight!
Lovely.
I am going to read this to my son tomorrow.
And thanks for telling us about Mary Oliver; her poetry is fantastic!
Love this.
Wonderful!
I've started my blog about Japanese culture arts. I appriciate if you link to my site since I would like many people to know Japanese culture. Thank you!
:)
And Frank Sinatra singing "That's Life"... Sparse and Haiku-like. Good one Pat.
nice one
SB, thank you!!
Janice, I agree, I hate snakes!!! But in the overall food chain, the slimy, slithering beast fit. Thank you!!
Margie, I escape to the lake for the weekends and don't have a microphone for my laptop. Thank you!!
MB, thank you!! I did!!
Thank you Cathy!! Her poetry is fabulous!!
Anon, thank you!!
Samurai, thank you!!
Thanks, inconsequintial!!
Ain't it the truth Russell!! Thank you!!
Thanks Kai!!
Makes me feel like I'm there! :)
i love this one (including the snake) :)
a frog in the crater of a mud-puddle moon... great image!
...the tension!
All are quite delicious for dinner. Which do you have? Good one Pat.
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