POND QUEEN
Ducks may rule the pond,
but there's a lily pad throne
where a queen frog sits.
while rock-throwing kids scare ducks,
the frog queen quietly sits there:-
POND LIFE--
Harvesting the stones;
Pebbles off on the side of the road;
Floating leaping high off the ground country toads
Painting the Sea aqua green blue hues;
Planting the seed that will eventually grow to a living tree;
Sprouting the sunflower blossoming blooming growing in side of me:
10/30/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
polka dot promise
bubble-wrapped to perfection ~
life in transition
03.04.21
Bite Size Poem no17 Line Gauthier
Another day’s daylight is fading,
and the evening sunset is red;
in the pond at the end of the garden,
mating calls are starting to spread.
There’s a chorus of croaking and growling
from the suitors attracting a mate.
The pond is a constant of ripples,
that dueling does tend to create.
Green heads are held out of water;
throats bubble on a lily pad,
but while attention’s diverted,
a visitor appears mighty glad.
Among sedges, grasses and bulrush,
a fork tongue is flicking for heat,
where all that he senses is dinner,
and frogs make a wonderful treat.
The spikes on the sedges are beds,
for the night of the dragonfly,
and a blue heron finishes feeding,
for the branch of a gum tree up high.
Pigmy Perch are quite relieved,
for they are the predators now,
mosquito wrigglers are lessened,
but many do survive somehow.
The pond is a home for so many,
but balance is struck keenly fine,
between plants, predators, and prey,
with the need for them all to combine.
Another day’s daylight is fading,
and the evening sunset is red;
shadow quickly covers the land,
and stars put the pond life to bed.
Koi in the pond
Shrimp on ice
Sauce for fish
Sliced or diced.
Frog in the mouth;
Dry, brittle tongue.
Disallowed pleasures
Knaves, little fun.
Trips near the edge.
Waves in my hand;
disallowed pleasures,
Nearly known; not allowed.
Pond Life: Lillypads and Frogs
lotus flower blooms
showa koi search old pond
pollywogs scatter
pulsing dragonfly
above shadowed frog on pad
unbridled tongue fast
~by deborah burch©
4/27/2012
White water lily rooted deep
Profusive alba in flora peep;
Over the surface,upside down
Waterboatman-nature's clown.
Spiders spin their bubbled bell
Close to a ramshorn in crimson shell;
Stick insects,two inches long
Feed midst a tumultuous throng;
Mosquitoes,midges and water fleas
Bredd ' neath the shade of willow trees;
Rush,sedge in tall loose strife
In open ponds that team with life.
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