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by E. J. Farrand

Thursday, August 09, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Many long summers ago, growing up on a small-town "poor man's" farm, little boy Ed had

Glassine bulbs
peering cautiously;
not a movement is seen
beneath the placid surface

An occasional blink perhaps,
a reaction to a slight shadow
from the side or behind;
quick instincts inherent,
nowhere to go but down.

Stillness of the air
interrupted by the hollow splash
as the web-footed aquatic gymnast
looked madly for a place of escape.

This slippery fast critter
not shake
the determined agile,
practiced hands,
a true hunter of this
cammofloged ranid.

Immperceptivly recoiling
thickening palms;
and clawlike fingers
relaxation and timing
I make my digits nimble
in anticipation of the conquest.

One quick plunge
into the stagnant pool,
whirlpools form
stirring the sand
and blanket silt.

I catch by memory
never seeing my prey;
Suddenly a recognizable motion,
a slight skim just under the wavelets

Hand cocks back, no hesitant tension
ready... stay on the shade side"
PLLUNK, sluuush, only a minute gap in time;

A new treasure to the kid, as he
holds his first real frog;
gently noting the feel
the strength of thier legs as
they protude from a small boy's palm.

How was that trip. King,
we saw quite a few,
caught some good size
how do you like those eyes?

This afternoon late spring,
a perfectly clear day,
and a little boy and his dog
learned one of their 1st meanings
of this thing called a frog.


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Reviewed by Joyce Bowling 8/11/2007
Enjoyed this much my friend, took me back a number of years to my own childhood of romping through the mountains, playing in the creek, and yes catching my first frog! Loved it, the imagery was great!
Joyce B.
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 8/10/2007
Awwwwww! Such a beautiful tale of a young boy exploring and taking in all the new information to take with him everywhere he will go. Just fantastic......

Be safe,
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader) 8/10/2007
Such fun to outsmart those little guys. and to think later on in life I truly did enjoy the cuisine. Just can't get good frog legs any more. Wonderfully penned through the eyes of the innocent boy. Lady J
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 8/10/2007
What a wonderful poem and fond memory, E.J. And you've just reminded me of the first frog I ever caught, and how that critter truly fascinated me. And I love your last stanza.

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