Rob Frets Rot

by A. Paige White

I found you in the morning
glowing in the greening dew
you hopped- then stopped - and stayed
I, afraid to move
you in your perrier bath with lime
not yet noon, youth in your climb
Do the blossoms draw you
when they call your meal
Or is it for the better view?


Author's Note: My attempt at the poetic asides challenge/prompt Bruce has posted in his library,
My apologies to Robert Frost, in "Flower-Gathering".
Think I might have Nanagrammed his name ~;-}


Posted on 08/02/2009
Copyright © 2022 A. Paige White

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 08/02/09 at 11:36 PM

i like it! this piece makes me want to be a frog...

Posted by Allison Smith on 08/03/09 at 10:29 AM

I like frogs :)

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 11/04/12 at 02:36 PM

a beautiful question posed in a beautiful poem, and the answer is that it's all about love and all of the above.

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