“lightning and Toads”

Written for:  The Twiglets  #131 – “lightning and toads”

Do toad keep
their chins up
when hearing
lightning, or
are they frightened,
dashing away
to a safe spot,
all song until
the storm passes.

Lightning brings out
the toad in him.

Toads topple
two by two
into pond. Lily
pads feel their
frantic rush.
Plop! plop!

There once was a princess from Royal Road
who fell in love with a speckled toad
One night there was lightning
which her love found frightening
She kissed his nose, did not suppose he’d emerge a prince, she loathed.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to “lightning and Toads”

  1. wildchild47 says:

    well, those are good questions, right? I mean where/what do they do during storms? I know it gets pretty quiet and still (creature wise, i.e. the birds stop singing, crickets stop chirping etc.) and yes, I’ve heard the toads go absolutely silent for the impending, – but I wonder, do they hide or shelter?! And why don’t mosquitoes drown? LOL!

    fun verses here, with some more contemplative questions …. perhaps I should seek out a toad and make inquiries 😉


  2. Jules says:

    Just plain adorable… I like the plop, plop – though my creek does not sponsor lily pads.
    And of course the Limerick reminds me of the play where the hansom prince wasn’t very faithful at all…


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