orchestrated autumn

autumn snow is colored brown and gold falling from the oak tree the back yard is leaf-blizzard before the storm whipper-wind flays the branches cumulo-grumpus masses the skies a lightning fork from top to down a staff to conduct the show © Frank Prem, 2017 April 2017 Poem #01: one form of ‘good morning’

frog call (ba bonk)

I was once a frog you know home upon a lily it seems a foolish time so far ago but all of us were young then a croak is like a call to love sent by one melancholy a croak is just a song to sing on wistful nights of ripples on the pond and … Continue reading frog call (ba bonk)