Sheena Blackhall

Gold Star - 6,611 Points (18/8/1947 / Aberdeen)

Toads In March - Poem by Sheena Blackhall

The pond is hotching with toads
Rearing their hippo heads
Their periscope eyes form rings of slimey bubbles
Their throats are blown-thin gum
A G.I. Get-together

The pool is hotching with toads
Kneading the mulch like dough with khaki legs
Rasping like blunt ratchets
Their commas hatch from tapioca eggs.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 7, 2010

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