Tony Adah

The Pond - Poem by Tony Adah

It is a dark and still night
Stars unable to twinkle
And the moon too unable to dole
Out its sheen,
The pond is serene and still
With toads, frigs and skates unseen
And unheard
There are pangs and pincers ready to kill
Crocodiles and crabs
Are shaking the pond
None other is bold to croak or chirp.
When there's productivity in the pond,
The pangs and pincers are at rest
And as everything is made
The balding vultures join
In the pond
And gather and move
Where everyone is quiet.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 19, 2015

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