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.



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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