Bullfrog: It’s Not Unusual

O Croak, O Ribbit, King O-Lilly Pad
& baritone of dusk, with a pair of
 
floating fish-egg eyes & shades of green
on green in Duckweed Moss. Amour
 
MC of spring & leap of faith, of big
tadpoles & lazy wiggle toes, crooner
 
Mr. Sunset Serenader and phantom of
his cattail forest. Of Bobbing bobber-
 
head & puffy jowl, with a built-in
metronome. He’s the Ultimate pond-side
 
Romeo of frogs––legs down. A
quintessential Tom Jones of amphibians.
 
Autumn brings its bling & struts its stuff
no doubt, but I’ll miss my croak & ribbit
 
oh so much, at least until he sings again
next spring.

 
 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Dan Cardoza has a B.A. in Psychology and a Master of Science Degree in Counseling from California State University, Sacramento. His writing has appeared in Aleola, Ardent, Avocet, Better Than Starbucks, California Quarterly, Canary, Curlew, UK., Esthetic Apostle, Poetry Pacific, Page & Spine, Poetry Northwest and Vita Brevis, among others.

 
[ The photograph of the frog at the top of this page is in the public domain. ]

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