A little frog

Frog Poems

Reflections in the Ripple In a pond, serene and still,Frogs perch on lilies, at their will,Their croaks ripple through the night,Echoing under the moon’s soft light.Amidst the reeds, they find their choir,A symphony in the marsh’s attire,Each note a splash, a leap, a dive,In their aquatic world, they thrive.Their eyes, like jewels, glint and gaze,Reflecting…

A lonely frog

Poem Frog

A frog unique and terse,Bound to pages, crisp and old,In a tale that’s often told.Never leaped in ponds or streams,Only in the poets’ dreams,Hopping through stanzas, line by line,In a world that’s purely thine.Rain has never kissed its skin,Nor has the morning dew soaked in,Yet it croaks in rhythmic tones,Echoing through the paper zones.A creature…

A frog in the marsh

Twilight by the Marsh

Twilight drapes marsh in gold,Reeds and water, stories told.Frog leaps in dimming light,Silhouette dances against night.Cattails stir, whispers rare,Evening song fills the air.Frog croons to stars’ display,Chasing the sun away.Marsh reflects moon’s silver-grey,Leaps and splashes mark the day.Nature’s rhyme, rhythm sublime,Time in harmony, timeless chime.Darkness settles, mysteries take flight,Frog guards the night.Day meets dark, serene…

A fog under a willow tree

Beneath the Willow’s Shade

Beneath willow’s gentle sway,Dappled sun, cool retreat’s day.Little frog finds solace sweet,In this green, hidden seat.Among roots where earth blends,Days in quiet thought it spends.Willow whispers secrets wise,Under azure skies.In shadows of tender arms,Frog sees serene charms.Rustling leaves sing peace,Haven where tumults cease.Evening falls, frog croons,Melody beneath moon.Under willow’s grace,Life’s gentle embrace. Summary “Beneath the…

A happy frog

Echoes from the Pond

Secluded nook where willows weep,Hidden pond, still and deep.Lone frog’s song ripples long,Night’s serene, melodic throng.Moon’s glow, waters dark,Frog’s croon weaves its spark.In tranquil depths, magic dwells,Where quiet beings tell.Harmonic leap and dive,Frog sings, feels alive.Pond’s embrace, starlit skies,Echoing song softly lies.Rushes whisper tales of old,Frog kings and pond lore told.Secluded realm, frog’s song,Leads the…

Frog and water lily

Serenade of the Frog and Water Lily

Tranquil pond, waters still,Secret world, quiet, chill.Sun’s kiss, lilies bright,Whispers of dawn’s light.Green pad, frog’s throne,Hushed haven, reigns alone.Soft croak, under sky,Where lilies and dreams fly.Emerald leaves float, undisturbed,Guarding depths, mysteries preserved.Each petal a story, hues unfurl,Whispers of a silent world.Frog leaps, splashes, dives,Water realm where wonder thrives.Sun’s warm ray,Water lily and frog play.Ripples stir…

A sad frog

Poem About a Frog

Quiet meadow, skies so blue,Lonely frog, wildflowers grew.Tears like dew in his eyes,Listening for lost partner’s cries.Once they danced in spring’s embrace,Leaping through grasses, joyful race.Now the meadow silent, wrong,Partner gone, no echo of song.Grass blade perch, heart heavy with grief,Meadow’s stillness, no relief.Each tear a memory true,World’s vastness, feeling blue.Sun sets, sky in hues…

Cute frogs

Frog Poem

Heart of marsh, cattails sway,Kingdom where croakers hold sway.Chorus rises as day wanes,Frog poem, notes refrained.Emerald guardians on lily pads,Leaping, diving, playful lads.Moon’s soft ray,Their dance, their play.Song weaves rich, deep,Lullaby, world to sleep.Symphony bold,Frog poem, story told.Raindrops, cool night,Dew on grass, morning light.Ribbit and croak, tales unfold,Frog poem, never old.Night falls soft,Marsh rhythm aloft.Every…

Night life of a frog

Froggie Poem

In the velvet cloak of the night so deep,Where the whispers of the wind gently creep,There lives Froggie, in the marsh’s heart,Where the ballet of fireflies does start.With a hop and a jump under starlit skies,He watches the dance of the firefly spies.Tiny lanterns flicker, a dazzling sight,Illuminating the marsh in the soft moonlight.Froggie croaks…

The Frog in the Swimming Pool

The Frog in the Swimming Pool

In the shimmering cool of a man-made pool,A visitor came, a rule-breaking fool.A frog with a splash, in chlorine’s embrace,Finding himself in a curious place.No lily pads here, nor soft, muddy bed,Just tiles in blue, and pool noodles instead.He paddled with legs in a freestyle race,In this liquid square, his new-found space.No insects to catch,…