Long Bullfrogs Poems

Last night I dreamed I was Czarina of Public Health Education,
charged with training co-mentors of health
who traveled from house to house
with a one question survey,
"Which do you experience as healthier
for yourself,
those around you,
for your environment,
to...

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When participating in a HealthCare Future Search,
you are invited
to explore a personal timeline
as well as a global timeline
of critical healthcare events
in your past,
present,
and future.

HealthCare personal and political
and nurture-investment learning
begins early and ubiquitously
for new born and...

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"I truly feel that it is only when humanity can genuinely show love and
         respect, by nurturing and protecting the environment and all forms of 
 ...

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The Hay Meadow Creek divides my Parent's land
Its waters run clear and true
It then flows into the Prairie
Along untended Lincoln County lands.

The Prairie is a little wider
A little deeper too
Its banks are a little more...

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This is the Third in a series that I wrote for my son a few years back.  I wrote the first and he asked for more. I think they got a little better with...

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While waiting but not watching for the sun to set, perhaps the bullfrogs are creating the shadows with their croaks, my friend screams out because he has been bitten by a fly. He is not...

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Wow well that's clever. I mean really really intelligent. Must have done all the research well. And drawn exact plans as to not make any errors. Roaring fires sit down in an ice bucket whilst...

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In the wee hours of the morning
When the owls and imps were upon the marsh
We would take our old pirogue and paddle into the darkness
Our intent was to catch bullfrogs but anything was game 
We...

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Is it not pleasurable to endorse an escalation of elephants using escalators in the tree lined shopping centre? Is it not welcomed the sight of strong strength upon steel rotations? Variable tusk equals variations of...

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Wandering through the bayou, 
wrapped in its eerie embrace.
Mysterious and strange, 
a magical place.
Never seeming to change, 
even as seasons come and go, 
swampy waters ebb to and fro.

Like long-lost daughters, 
gnarled courtly cypress trees,...

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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 music of ages untold

For the crickets keep time
To a waltz...

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As the day slowly fades into a much welcomed and peaceful night.
   The sound of crickets and bullfrogs serenade me as I turn out the light.
Well I told Jesus a quick summary of...

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As the day slowly fades into a much welcomed and peaceful night.
   The sound of crickets and bullfrogs serenade me as I turn out the light.
Well I told Jesus a quick summary of...

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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 plays the straight man for the one known as 'Schmoe?'
It's...

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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 companions she remembered,
Her companions,three,three sailing ships with...

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I did not plan to be a single cell amoeba
or this me, a conglomerate jigsaw of a being
a million times removed from primordial goo.
I was peacefully inanimate at times
endowed only with a little foggy awareness...

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I held you in my hand so long ago, it was like holding a diamond or bar of gold.
Little did I know then, every chance you got you would be causing my own suicde
Putting you...

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Away from the world
from the hustle and bustle
making friends with the residents
tucked in
among the cattails and bank of elephant ears
sitting in the dainty, mahogany lean-to
It seems it is just the screen that prevents me from...

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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.
  ...

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Sassy the Assassinator

Sassy is a lapdog, not a large bird-dog  
She likes to chase hopping bullfrogs or a hiding hedgehog.
She is a friend to a cat, but not to a groundhog
But she thinks she’s...

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Gardens of golden threaded Cyprus;
evergreens perfume sings me halfway to sleep.
I breathe in the wafting scents of neighbor’s roses;
with elation my spirit weeps.

The drumming of leaping goldfish in a pond nearby calls to dragonflies and...

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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 each other to the grounds,

The beaming of...

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My first encounter with a brown bat was at Long Lake as a kid. It was in the dark of night. I was in a rowboat with a friend guiding the boat. I was watching...

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now in his mind there are many gears
rusty but funtional.

they meter out the letters and create words
 that may even form a Structure from time
 to time.

 iron oxide filled metallic brown bullfrogs 
line up...

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Termites  
                           chatter
     ...

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