Rengay Through the Seasons #36 [1-6]

by Masago: Rengay #36 (May 4-10, 2008), Verses 1-6 (of 6)

Into the pond — the voices of several poets / grow fainter.
Setting sun — each croak / expressed with love.
Tree limb — morning rays, warm / on the back.
Chicken in pursuit — I barely escape under /the wire fence.
Stone outcrop — a fly / comes tantalizingly near.
I hop to centre / lane — an approaching car / grows louder.

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Pamela said...

defintely a frog chorus here.
I was really hoping that one had hopped into our pond - as I heard it croaking the other day.

Perhaps I was just dreaming. when I was a kid our house sat on the side of a hill that overlooked a marshland/pond.

The frogs sang us lullabys through the summer. Good memories. Ribbit.

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

This reminds me of one of the old video game called Frogger. We used to go to 7-11 after school to play it., tryind to get him across a buisy road.
Thanks for bringing this back to me. :)

Borut said...

A nice progression, growing from fainter to louder...:)

John McDonald said...

nice one Vaughn

Janice Thomson said...

A day in the life of 'Hermit' :) I've not seen a frog for years - this brought back memories of home on the farm on hot summer evenings listening to their chorus...
I really enjoyed this one.

polona said...

don't let the car run you over, little fella! ;)

Masago said...

Pamela: Yes, your descriptions remind me of my own frog memories. Thank you.

Andrew: Yes, apparently you get this same game as a gadget on your iGoogle start page:

Borut: Thank you (right on). :-)

John: Thanks.

Janice: Thank you. I'm surprised though that you haven't seen frogs in your area.

Polona: I have a feeling he is okay, especially if Andrew is at the controls. :-)