Lady Toad

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

Lady toad,

the color of Virginia red clay,

Buddha-squats in my driveway silently

inviting the sun-spent rain

coalescing in ever greater

stream flows

to rush under her pinking pelvic patch

and quench her newly emerged thirst.

I adore and admire her –

perfectly suited to expose herself

to these passionate elements

for long nights of meditative solitude

intermingled with moonlit love making

amidst equisetum stalks at pond edge.

Did my soul long to inhabit her form

but incarnate in the consolation prize?

~ Jamie K. Reaser, Author

Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life"