New Voices. Poem by Tony Adah

New voices echo from a pond
And the pollywogs have come of age
The ripples they cause are wider in diameter
Than when they were tadpoles
And croaking now is distinct
Wriggling of the tail
Is no longer a tale.

The imperfect limbs are now perfect
And swimming matters in an effortless manner
Their harsh sweet voices will tell
That a pond is within reach
Though their backs rough may look
Their chests are resplendent
From a great bath in a pond
And the echo of self praise
Is the music in this pond.