A Frog Adores a Bog
Sky squeezes wet clouds and showers drip
through fingers and drop on earth’s grip.
Drops peer through nerve ends to starving earth’s soul;
soul fills in and crust moistens
and drops slip on her skin.
Brooks fill in, fields spill; canals feel thrilled;
crabs bounce, fish pounce and cranes feel chilled;
trees bend their heads, their hands and their arms;
sap oozes through their stems, roots and palms.
brooks pump the river
river spills and floods marshland ~
frog adores a bog
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Crystalline: 9/8; Kimo: 10/7/6; Couplet (9 syllables in each line) and
Haiku: 5/7/5. Posted on Verse
*A 2nd Place*in the following contest (judged on Dec. 7, 2020)
Dec. 1, 2020
FUSION Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand
*A 3rd Place* in the following contest (judged on Sept. 20, 2020)
September 10, 2020
Writing Challenge - Nature, Four in One - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Copyright © Newton Ranaweera | Year Posted 2020
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