Treasure Island

Laurence Overmire


Tree Frog


The tree frog
sits
on a green leafy branch
and stares at me with bright orange persimmon eyes
and a goofy expression that says,
“I’m a tree frog, what did you expect? ”

His yellow gumby-like legs
and bulbous sticky fingers
are poised and
ready to jump
straight out of the calendar
and onto my keyboard.

Ah, the things that go through your head
when divining for inspiration.


(Previously published in Creative Voice, Feb.2000)

Submitted: Saturday, March 22, 2008
Edited: Sunday, April 06, 2008
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  • C.R. Clark (3/22/2008 11:20:00 PM)

    I love it.Your descriptions of the frog are great, but the last two lines say it all. Thanks for sharing.
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