The Frog Prince

Image: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

Moonlit pool

full of lover’s folly,

chorusing percussion,

rain pattering melody,

deep, silent, yearning

orchestrator.

Couplers

among reeds

blend frothy foam,

seedy renewal

mélange,

encapsulated.

Orbital cleavage -

northern, southern

eastern, western.

Oblong extension,

diagnostic division,

tossing, turning,

waltzing free,

settling,

silty bassinet

to be.

Tadpole.

Jetting through warm

algaed waters,

grazing diatoms daily,

master of watery domain

so envious of

water striders,

surface skaters

on aqua tension plane.

Budding limbs,

world embrace,

body interfacing

air and water,

stroke and glide sculler

traversing space,

passing time.

Night following night,

gold dust eyes star cast.

Day proceeding day,

radiant sun,

rainbow prismed dew shimmer,

bejewelled sedges.

Tourmaline damselflies

ingest,

master of terra domain.

Large Souled Frog.

Wishing upon a falling star,

content no more

to krink and trunk,

to bask upon a lily pad

when at dusk

nighthawk sipping

still waters

on wind,

something greater

stirs

him.

Forsaking mansion in the pool

vagile Ranid,

wanderlust,

trekking dreamtime,

trailing paths of ages,

master of world domain.

Fabled Prince.

Circumnavigation,

reflection in willow-edged pool,

manly gaze,

seeking kindred spirit

in wallows there.

Setting sun,

rising moon,

wet,

warm spring nights,

bass voice

croons

sea chants and ditties

midst

brethren’s choir.

Unhindered esprit,

rain pattering melody,

truth dancing

deep, silent, yearning

orchestrator,

nevermore denial be

master of your domain.

You.

©1996-2019/Jamie K. Reaser
A Talking Waters poem

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