Showing posts with label garden pond. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garden pond. Show all posts

Friday, June 25, 2010

of poetry and frogs....

“if we can discover the meaning

in the trilling of a frog…

perhaps we may understand

why it is for us not merely noise

but a song of poetry and emotion…”

~ Adrian forsyth




this little guy makes his home in the small pond beside my screened porch
and on these hot...sultry...summer nights...
he serenades me...
with the sound of his poetry...