frog call (ba bonk)

was once a frog
you know

upon a lily

it seems a foolish time
so far ago
but all of us
were young

a croak
is like a call
to love
sent by one

a croak is just
a song to sing
on wistful nights
of ripples
on the pond

and I still send
my song of love
though I’m no longer
on the lily

I call out my heart
once so alone
but now
I call to …

we are all just
crying on our lilies

sending songs pa-donk
just hoping for
an echoed bonk-ba-bonk
to give the hope
of love

© Frank Prem, 2017

March 2017 Poem #32: orchestrated autumn


6 thoughts on “frog call (ba bonk)

  1. When my father was taking care of a house then, it was a village, and whenever went there for a holiday, the noise from the frogs would not allow us to sleep on time.

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