The Pond

The great Barred owl descended, wings wide and graceful

Down, down, down lowering his landing gear

On the cool flat rock by the waterfall

The pond frog sunned

For a moment.

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3 thoughts on “The Pond

  1. It seems like the beginning of a great lyrical ballad but I am glad it has ended where it did. I love the micro poem for its overwhelming beauty and imagery. You have managed to pack so much within those few lines: the majestic owl and its graceful yet fatal descent, the cool rock by the waterfall where the (olive green) frog appears to catch a moment of the sun.

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