Grasping Frog

I saw a Spanish frog

today

 

green,

(as most frogs are)

sitting not upon a tree

nor in a pond

and not in Spain

(why not Spane?)

 

but famously,

in a grasping manner,

my professor’s shoulder,

like my poor-dead-cockatiel

did all those years ago:

clinging toes fore and aft

with ONLY the smallest of pain

to my flesh.

 

Coffee was

in all the

images.

 

I recall

a mug

like this,

thisone

with handle

POINTING to me

this frog – this bird – this mug – this

upon which so much

depends.

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About anthonyuplandpoetwatkins

https://www.goodreads.com/AnthonyUplandpoetWatkins born in Jackson, The United States August 04, 1959 gender male website http://www.lulu.com/shop/search.ep?contributorI... genre Poetry, Historical Fiction influences James M. Lancaster, Brenda Black White, Gertrude Stein, William Carlos Williams, and Al Filreis member since March 2011 About this author edit data As one of the most public lives ever lived by a private citizen, there is little about me that isn't already available at Facebook or Shelfari and countless other places. Poet, writer, construction worker, salesman, truck driver, climber into the attics of total strangers, father and husband, and all around one of the luckiest men on the planet. My luck continued with a win in the June Goodreads Newsletter Contest! What an honor! http://anthonyuplandpoetwatkins.wordp... Additional Influences: Bob Dylan, William Faulkner, Barbara Kingsolver, Gloria Naylor, Eudora Welty
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