Bullfrogs Poems - Poems about Bullfrogs

...Chapter two: Meet the neighbors Through the woods that surround the village that we just saw, runs a swift, and crooked creek, where one could wash a dirty paw. Follow the trail just pa......Read the rest...

...A band of showy daffodils Sway and Their yellow trumpets Blown by a bellowing wind The Bluebells ring their dainty chiming bells Songsters sing a sweet melodic lullaby Painted Ladies clap thei......Read the rest...

...Before the day turns into night Bullfrogs quietly rehearse their “harrumphs” Dragonflies draw slowly closer to shore Mosquitoes hone their epees Bats line the runway awaiting take off In the len......Read the rest...

...The lonesome whistle of a late night train The sound of bullfrogs or a night owls screech The melodic drip of a summer rain These things pull me back to my town asleep I could count the stars i......Read the rest...

...If you were night, you’d have no words, but the four winds would be your voice If you were night, you’d hear gentle words whispered by lovers nestled in the darkness of your wings If you were night......Read the rest...

...Long shadows calm the ripples, sooth the edge As sunrise bows its head, completes its pledge In orange flash of daylight’s passing spark Full blush for lover’s need of passion’s dark. . Bullfrog......Read the rest...

...The dazzling splash of color, as the sun’s rays start to go. The sound of children’s laughter, as it drifts through my window. The sparkling of a log fire, halos circling the full moon. A bil......Read the rest...

...The woods were quiet yesterday I ambled through in lengthened stay I heard no chatter, hoot or tweet The only sound my leaden feet Tree leaves were still, no shadows danced No bullfrogs echo......Read the rest...

...Sitting outside the firelight I share this valley with the moon The stars twinkle overhead and the bullfrogs begin to croon My fire sparks its own starlight drifting up into the night sky To Go......Read the rest...

...Lake One quiet morning On a sunburnt lake With a quiet mourning The earth did shake The water bubbled A gust of wind blew But I didn’t notice I was looking at you The mountains rumbled An......Read the rest...

...A flock of birds flying in freedom, with squirrels living in a tree,they call home, The winds drumming in unison, running around together, The flow of the rivers nearby, The leaves racing......Read the rest...

...She plays a song,her favorite one,her favorite one she plays, In bright time of afternoon, She plays to ease,she plays to calm the ravaging monster in her, Afar,she remembers her companions,her ......Read the rest...

...I was once told a story, of the wee folk of Bensham Bog; they live in carved mushroom houses that are shaped like bullfrogs and they ensure the survival of creatures there. They travel in petrifie......Read the rest...

...You have never experienced fishing until you’ve fished from a dragon. As far as I am concerned after this experience, no other seat will do. Dussley, my dragon, entered the lake without making a so......Read the rest...

...Bullfrogs can blow bubbles bigger than you! The giraffe is insulted, so he shows her his shoe. I am not kidding, they blow them bigger than the moon. He thinks the firefly is kidding; is she some ......Read the rest...