Poem About Frogs

ByEmily Verse
Frog in the swimming pool
Emerald realms, lilies float,
Wild whispers gently gloat.
Jesters green, croaky note,
Frogs in their anecdote.

Moon's sheen, pads serene,
Leaping, landing, unseen.
Splashing words ripple clear,
Night's whispers they endear.

Bulging eyes, orbs of glass,
Watching world quietly pass.
Singing rains, spring they bring,
Chorus under night’s wing.

Princes of the pond's domain,
Crowned by reeds in summer's reign.
Every hop, story bold,
Nature’s cycles, brave and told.

Ode to frogs, spry and free,
Speaking earth and sky's decree.
Symphony that never ends,
Nature's tapestry, they mend.
Poem about Frogs
Poem about Frogs

Here’s a recitation of this poem. I am sure that you will enjoy it.

Summary

The poem “Poem about Frogs” depicts frogs as whimsical creatures that enliven the pond with their croaks and leaps. They are portrayed as both the jesters and princes of the waterways, integral to the natural world’s rhythm and seasons. It’s a celebration of their existence within the tapestry of nature.

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Emily Verse, a celebrated poet and Literaturevaults.com moderator, significantly impacts modern literature, leveraging her English literature background from the University of Alaska Southeast. Her poetry, rich in vivid imagery and emotional depth, draws heavily from her connection to nature, evident in her gardening and walks in the Alaskan wilderness. This connection inspires her work, merging nature's beauty with human experiences.

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