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Kingdom of the Frog

By a still pond where the water lilies plate the mirror fair the dragonflies in neon burst unzip the summer air beneath the wilting willow in rippling rows of reed the warblers spring like acrobats their hungry young to feed the electric blue of kingfisher as he arrows from his post on unsuspecting sticklebacks that fill his daily quote the lazy drone of honeybees in drunken paths of flight weave and fall haphazardly on every flower in sight The pond King sits in majesty upon his padded throne And surveys with green impassive eye the kingdom that he owns Somewhere in the roof of blue a pair of skylarks call enjoy these days of Summer for sudden comes the fall

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Skat A

Date: 1/22/2016 7:23:00 PM

DAVID, awesome poem. A pleasure to read. Love **SKAT**

Ivor Davies

Date: 11/1/2013 5:06:00 AM

Brilliant Poetry David, spiking the imagination. It is hard to find true poets with a knowledge of language, rhyme and presentation who can produce work as excellent as this......thank you

Delysia Hendricks

Date: 5/3/2013 4:26:00 PM

Simply beautiful, David. A entertaining write, my friend. :)

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 7/11/2012 1:41:00 PM

It was such a pleasure to read your poetry today. I hope to be able in the next few weeks to find the time and energy to read and comment. May you walk through the garden of inspiration and continue to write and share your poetry with us David. Love, Carol

Marty Owens

Date: 7/11/2012 11:04:00 AM

Very nice poem David...enjoyed reading...Marty

Josie Whitehead

Date: 7/11/2012 4:29:00 AM

Oh, I really love this poem David. I love your phrase "The Pond King" and the fact that he sits on a padded thrown. Unfortunately here in Britain we are still awaiting summer - rain, rain and more rain and floods. To come back to your poem: The line: "The dragonflies, in neon burst, unzip the summer air" really appeals to me. Good poem beyond doubt.