Luz Hanaii


Dead Dry Frog - Poem by Luz Hanaii

Dry out frog, so dead so flat
been run-over more than trice
no more flesh, no more stench
just a flattened crispy shape

I picked you up and took you home
saw the beauty in your bones
put you on a pedestal
sprayed you with a golden glow

Many wonder, many claimed that
I made you out of lead
others think I work in steel
but my secret won't reveal

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death


Comments about Dead Dry Frog by Luz Hanaii

  • Connie Yost (3/8/2017 5:46:00 PM)


    Great poem! Makes me laugh! Did you really do that? (Report) Reply

    Luz Hanaii (3/8/2017 6:17:00 PM)

    Thanks for reading... Yes, I did that... I think I was just out of high school, when I found that crispy frog. I made her look so nice, kept her for a while and displayed it. Then eventually got rid of it.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 21, 2016



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