Best Bullfrogs Poems

At night the sun has gone to sleep
And crickets sing a tune.
The bullfrogs croak and creatures creep
Beneath the watching moon.

The masked raccoons and possums prowl
Through...

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Mystical Moon, languidly adrift in pallid glory,
is holding night court, clad in gold silk sarong.
Ruling her astral kingdom, amusing with a story
about a cow and...

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Sol slowly sinks into the pitch of night,
while cricket chirps join bellowing bullfrogs.
The setting sun colors the edge of light
while woodpeckers drum on old hollow...

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Relaxing to a rain song serenade
Which breaks the stillness of hot southern nights
Fat bullfrogs harmonize while crickets play
A melting moon drips waxy yellow light

The motion...

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I'm drifting along in a boat
In the shade of bald cypress trees
They're covered in gray Spanish moss
Hanging down to their cypress knees

With the swipe of...

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The October night was dark and cold,
As the autumn sun was going down,
When I recalled the legends I had been told,
About this sleepy, little town.

There...

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In a small grassy field
With the trees all around
There's a fairy ring ancient and old
And at times you can hear
Perfect echoes of sound --
'Tis the...

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A scarlet sun bleeds onto a teal sky,
behind branches of a majestic oak.
And shadows ink its leaves in silhouette,
as lonely crickets chirp and bullfrogs croak.

I...

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Lacking 

Lacking eloquence
Lector lacking

Bullfrogs and lemmings crooning
In the swamp of dim intellect
Spewing their haughtiness
Through their noses the spittle drops
Collecting in murky waters

Their stagnation hiding within...

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night creeps steadily
adorned in dark velvet cape…
watching as men sleep

crickets sound their shrill
bullfrogs play tuba and base…
shooting stars display

day rolls in bright-bold
night in surrender recedes…
rays...

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Swamps are like places where dinosaurs roam  
shadowed by ancient moss-draped trees.        
A prehistoric world in shades...

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*I've been called a 'shrew,' told I am self centered, petty, and a few other rather insulting and invective names, so here is my rebuke.


Who...

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Haiku for Hidden Habitats



Mournful doves coo
     Bullfrogs call from tall green reeds
         Traffic...

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peach blossom breezes

     persimmon moon lilac sky

languid bullfrogs sing...

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darkness approaches
your time is at hand!

bullfrogs arise!
strike up the band!

wild rice surrounds you
your kingdom awaits

guard and protect her
'till shadows abate...

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