Amphibian Poems - Poems about Amphibian

Oh, the vexing amphibian - from the Nile or Caribbean. Is it a toad or a frog, a tadpole or polliwog, a newt or salamander, crocodile, alligander? Oh, the vexing amphibian - from the Nile or Caribbean....

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Cool comforts from the moon shining in Spring diverge from coming Summer's scorching sun. Sweet honeysuckle lifts its trumpet string to set swift tempo for the Springtime fun. The peonies follow in their due time, shout scented secrets to boisterous birds. Hornets send buzzing timbre to sublime, heights of rowdy rhythm in unspoken words. Loud melodies of frogs bide time with drums in gurgling...

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You don’t have to pitch a tent Nor build a house to stay When thousands of us wander desperate Without a home or place to rest, You own a house with a magic door, That opens at will without a key or latch. Well protected from all wicked wight Safe from all robbers, rowdies, and rodents No evil spirits, vampires, or ghouls Dare to...

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surfacing in spring a spotted salamander ~ subtle seducer...

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voices rise in zest after a slumber party ~ moonlight serenade...

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I ride on Ryley Rhino as down the river we go. He knows things I want to know. I said, “There’s a flashy fish! Watch it swirl and swish!” Ryley Rhino said, “I know.” I said, “There’s a crocodile! Look at its smug smile.” Ryley Rhino said, “I know.” I said, “There’s a sneaky snake! I wonder if its name is Jake.” Ryley Rhino said,...

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My mind foggy with too much stress, I chose to saunter along and imagine pastoral scenes that I had seen. I dreamed of fields and meadows all in green, painted with the colors of the multi-hued perennial Spring. As I walked, I felt my mind easing into a comfortable stride with me. We passed a calming stream with fish and frogs and dragonflies. Each...

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the Fiddler played and sang a tune all the while the sun became moon Sir Frog was dancing and sometimes prancing but then the music died too soon “Fiddler,” cried Frog, “why do you stop? I’m still in mindful mood to hop!” Fiddler said, “Sir Frog, bring me honey grog and I’ll play the night till you drop!”...

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Though I'm ugly and I'm old, And I'm fat and I'm bald, And I'm grey and I'm cold; I've still a story to be told … I've never been a handsome prince As far as I can tell; Unless I lost my memory During a witch’s evil spell! I started my spawned life in a pond, In that valley, there beyond, I haven't always been...

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Options Underwater: The Song of the First Amphibian by Michael R. Burch “Evolution’s a Fishy Business!” 1. Breathing underwater through antiquated gills, I’m running out of options. I need to find fresh Air, to seek some higher Purpose. No porpoise, I despair to swim among anemones’ pink frills. 2. My fins will make fine flippers, if only I can walk, a little out of kilter,...

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peculiar frog on a rock- reptilian gargoyle angry wind sweeps across land- stumbling bird ...

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Being the infant that you were, there you sat; hunched knees and settle butt looking with piercing eyes reflecting stand-off thoughts as you huffed and puffed. Like a water pump pumping out, your lungs pumped in balancing the nature of life. In your emerald grey and black polka-dotted sheen your thinking eyes momentarily pondered my raised foot; you flashed a broad smile and suddenly hopped away... leaving me innocent of a crime of ignorance of...

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I am an amphibian Living in and out of my own truth With you one day, Totally against you the next. Personalities swirling inside Staring into a mirror wondering Will we like me today? Will we be kind to this face? Will we have positive self-talk? Will we be able to salvage any kind of love for self? You look old, I think. Not a...

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Coal, oil, and fossils were not always here. Neither were fish or land plants my little dear. They preceded Mesozoic, And were clearly Paleozoic. Do you want to know more? Please come sit right here....

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Our forefathers were sailors they were travelers and warriors the amphibians of the archipelago. The sea was their playground they swung their Krises blades the enemies cannot missed. They love peace and they live by peace they fought to defend faith. I love you peace. Let's sail together. Layag Sug! SaniH, Putra Road 2:11PM.300415....

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