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Toad

Whither now hunker-shins? You have a sweet countenance, a squat grace, always middle-aged on the still edge of a speeding sun. Another swift day has begun yet here you sit among the traffic unflinching, a bold bladder quelling gravity with low-sprung shanks. You deep-seated recliner, standing-pat over upholstered hams. A lumpy Mona Lisa, with your come-hither girth and just a thin membrane between you and chaos. Your skin an alien chiaroscuro, a candle-lit atlas, and in the cockle and crimp of your glistening skin a truculent contrarian gleams beneath your world-dismissing Buddha smile.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 8/13/2019 8:19:00 AM
Hi Raven, glad you liked this. I brought in some of my native English language into this one, the subject matter seemed to suggest it. Thank you for your kind comments.
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Date: 8/13/2019 6:46:00 AM
The "Contrary edge of a speeding sun"! -Wonderful! This poem makes me smile like the silly toad itself. And Eric, the last line is simply genius. Lovely - you are a wonderful poet.
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Date: 8/12/2019 9:28:00 AM
Cheers Richard, old toad is a mysterious reptile, and toads ways are deep. The enigmatic smile of toad is a thing of ethereal artistic beauty for sure. Thank you!
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Date: 8/12/2019 9:15:00 AM
This brought to mind the game Frogger. My favourite line is “A lumpy Mona Lisa”
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