Dan Cardoza·PoetryBullfrog: It’s Not UnusualShare2O Croak, O Ribbit, King O-Lilly Pad & baritone of dusk, with a pair offloating fish-egg eyes & shades of green on green in Duckweed Moss. AmourMC of spring & leap of faith, of big tadpoles & lazy wiggle toes, croonerMr. Sunset Serenader and phantom of his cattail forest. Of Bobbing bobber-head & puffy jowl, with a built-in metronome. He’s the Ultimate pond-sideRomeo 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 & ribbitoh so much, at least until he sings again next spring.