Poetry Sunday-Ode To A Toad

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Ode To A Toad

 

 

 

On the ground or in the pond

Amongst the leaf litter

Toads can be found.

 

 

Sweltering suns can force them to flee

Below ground

Or in deep meadow green.

 

 

On warm, gentle nights the ‘whirring’ begins

Rushing to ponds

For the courting whirlwind.

 

 

In morning look closely and you’ll spy,

On stout stems,

Pearly stings of eggs loosely tied.

 

 

In no time at all these glistening beads

Alter their form-

To inky blobs between the reeds.

 

 

Warts galore they begin to forage

 For worms, slugs and ants

 Their surrounds, exploring.

 

 

But with the sun waning, the air turning cool,

Underground to slumber

Dreaming again of warm nights by the pool.

 

 

 

©Donna Donabella 2016

 

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I wrote this poem in early spring as I was anticipating the toads returning to the pond.  Each stanza talks about the life of the toad, from where they live, laying their glistening bead-like eggs and hibernating again below the soil when fall returns.  I have not seen or heard them yet as it has turned cold.  But once their song starts, it sings us to sleep every night from spring through summer.

 

The toads pictured here are found in my garden and pond from spring to fall.

 

 

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog, and Sanaa@A Dash of Sunny for her Prompt Nights every Friday.  I am not sure if this poem fits with the ‘Surely You Jest’ theme, but I think some people think it amusing that I have written a poem to a toad!

toad collage

I am also linking in with  Judith@Lavender Cottage who is hosting Mosaic Monday.

 

 

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I leave you with a few additional words about toads.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

ode for a toad

All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2016.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

84 Replies to “Poetry Sunday-Ode To A Toad”

  1. I love reading your verses, my darling Donna, I cherish you !

    Sending blessings on your Sunday and on your weekend ahead
    with gentle hugs

    Dany

  2. Dear Donna – only just saw this after publishing my latest nature post to toads! Glorious ode and how fortunate to have these visitors. Hope it won’t be long before you see those ‘Pearly stings of eggs loosely tied.”

  3. This is such a stunning write Donna 😀 your poem reminded me of an article which I read online regarding customs and traditions of April Fools around the world.. here is a passage:

    In the Netherlands, the symbol for April Fools’ Day is another animal: the frog. When someone is pranked, the Dutch yell “1 april, kikker in je bil (die er nooit meer uit wil)”, a rhyme that literally means “1 April, frog in your buttocks (who will never come out again)”.

    So yeah your gorgeous poem fits perfectly with the prompt 🙂 I am so honored that you chose to share. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

  4. Wow! That is quite a daunting looking toad! Amazing pictures and the perfect piece to welcome the amphibians back from hibernation.

    1. They do look pretty tough but they really are so shy and gentle…..they are still hibernating….I think once I see them again, I will know that spring’s warmth is really back!

  5. “the courting whirlwind”—like that image for toads….also brings to mind the idea of how many frogs one has to kiss before finding the price. Haha 🙂

  6. I just read your poem to our Little Princess, using the most dramatic of voices… She loved it! And so do I. The progression, seeing the toad develop from stanza to stanza, is just yummy. ♥

  7. Oh, I love reading about the toads and frogs. Wish I had a pond they could visit. As always, thank you Donna for your lovely words and pictures.

  8. Beautifully written. We have cane toads here which are deadly. They sound like a telephone dial. Everyone kills them as a patriotic duty. They move very slowly. They have overtaken many states and destroy the native species. So and ode to a cane toad would not be popular down under !:)

  9. lovely, lovely, Donna…in our part of the world they are harbingers of the rainy season….once their wurk wurk wurk is heard we’re sure for those heavenly drops to cool us down…unfortunately these days they are disappearing fast in the name of urbanization…sigh…

  10. It’s easy to dismiss toads as nothing more than ‘leaf litter’ (great phrase) – but here you really celebrate and make us wonder in the glory of the toad! Perhaps dreaming of warm nights by the pool is a universal wish

  11. What a lovely, harmless creature toads are. They’re like Buddha when they sit, didn’t move as if, always, in deep prayer. I love your poem about them, Donna. Thanks for the read! 🙂

  12. This is a beautiful poem Donna. Sadly toads have had an unjustified bad press for years. I expect they think humans are ugly as well!

  13. I miss the toad spring symphony in our pond because once the frogs moved in, the toads left. Last spring I had 12-13 frogs, the same amount that hibernated over winter but by mid summer there were only 2 or 3. Some sneaky critter must have been eating them.

    1. How interesting Judith….my pond seems to have a progression of different frogs, and then the toads hang out with the frogs…I wonder who was enjoying frog’s legs in your pond?

  14. What a cute subject for Mosaic Monday! My husband put a new mailbox on our post today and when he pulled the old one off….there was a toad living under it! lol Hugs!

  15. This was a treat … mind you, I am particle to toads. Ha! “courting whirlwind”: love it. So true of amphibian courtship … to say nothing of humans.

  16. I enjoyed your write about the toads…and was reminded of a spring when I was near the pond, they all sang at once, so hard to sleep, but so glad they were there.

  17. I have a friend who would absolutely relate to this. She loves frogs and toads. And I think it fits the theme for Prompt Nights just fine.

  18. Hello.Donna.
    Very sweet poem in the spring.
    As you know I am a beginner English learner. Your toad photo helped me to read your poem!! I feel like I can picture the pond’s world with frogs. There was a rice field near my house when I was a little girl.I played with green frogs there.

    1. I do appreciate your visits knowing you are still learning English…and reading poetry in English is brave of you! Thank you and I am glad the toad helped give you a sense of the poem…..your memory of the rice field and frogs is a beautiful image!

  19. So lucky you! I must go to see frogs to the lake in the near by park or sometimes , when it is possible in the nature, trips… For sure it is lovely to have a pond of your own! Many thanks for sharing these lyrics and photos with us! Greetings in Spring!

    1. The frogs and toads are smart and have not come out of hibernation here….the peepers did but they are fine and will be back as soon as we warm up again….but my frogs and toads stayed in the mud and never roused even with all our March warm weather. Should have been a sign to me.

  20. Love the poem! We enjoy seeing toads here, too, and I appreciate their help in keeping the pests out of the garden. They sometimes crawl into my larger pots, and I often have a big surprise when I start cleaning them out:)

    1. Thanks Rose…..they are fun in the garden. The toads visited early this spring and laid many eggs. Can’t wait to see more of them in the future. I will post an update on their spring mating this summer.

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