The great, green gob
was opened wide
and a wriggling worm
was fed inside.
The boy said, 'Mum,
the frog he comes
and sees me every day,
but a grass snake lurks
and slyly works
his slithers by the way'.
Then the snake, like lightning,
makes a strike.
The boy he quickly starts
and jaws around
the great, green gob
are gently eased apart.
Now frog and snake
their freedom take
from the boy
with a pounding heart.
from the boy with a pounding heart. .................. THESE are my favorite lines. the poem reminds me of my youth and encounters with frogs and snakes. have YOU ever had a snake POOP on YOU? ? i did. yuck; stinky! a true story, i believe. anyone you know? i mean the boy? or are you 'the boy'? i 'love' the whole poem, but especially the second and third stanzas. great rhyming. you say a LOT in a 'few' words. thanks for sharing. bri :)
The boy was my ten year old son, Daniel. Glad you can appreciate the experience. Best regards. Sally.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i think i'll use this in my March 2019 showcase of PH poems, to be found, upcoming, in my list of PH poems. Thanks. :) bri
Thanks for your interest, Bri. Nice to connect. Sally