the sound of the birds
the sound of the frogs in the forest
the sun sets
Tag: frogs
night song (20161226)
when the sun sinks
birds shed feathers
skin moistening
as they slip into the creek
throats bulge with songs
they cannot contain
each a hymn
each a lullaby
christmas frogs (20161223)
these christmas frogs
serenade santa claus
from the swollen creek
Poem 20160117
sacked out
at my feet
the dog looks tired
tongue hanging out
where he is missing teeth
on the walk
he seemed lively
and we took a route
we rarely take
so we could hear the frogs
in the creek
whenever the cars weren’t
whooshing past us
and we had
a moment of stillness
he snores
i smell the scent
of wood smoke from chimneys
see the blanket of low clouds
not quite fog
listening again
to the throaty calls
of frogs
Poem 20160111
in crystalline air
frogs croak their croaky love songs
–hope to get lucky
Words and Feathers 