In an unspecific month during my fifth year.
Something remarkable happened on the way to the bus stop.
I was living on an Island in the Pacific Ocean.
The sun had not yet risen, and purple hues along
with a warm damp clinging in the air was everywhere.
I had never walked to the bus stop alone.
I had never been to Kauai before this past week.
I had not seen my mother for four years before now.
She said to me, "keep to the path, J.B., it will take
you straight to the other children waiting.".
Scared, and unsure, I made my way hesitantly.
Halfway there, I heard a wave of sound pushing
towards me through the tropical forest.
A noise I had never head filed before, a muffled thunder.
I froze, and thought of racing back, but my stiff legs
wouldn't work, and I could barely breathe anyway.
Tremors convulsed and racked my small body.
Gagging, I threw up.
Then, I was down and forfeit.
I fainted as the alien force approached me and the
unearthly chorus enveloped everything.
Frogs, as far as the eyes and ears could absorb.
As I sat up, and timidly shook them off of me,
I giggled for a second, and then wept uncontrollably.
There were audible highway pops echoing in the distance.
So I made my way to it as the late sun broke
free through the dark green canopy with no humor.
Along with cars, and laughter, there was the distinctly
familiar sound of what I thought was popcorn being prepared.
Although, I was careful not to crush
the croaking amphibians on my way to the bus stop.
I apparently was the only one that cared enough too.
Because, when I reached my goal with a relieved sigh?
It was a massacre as far as my morning sharpened
eyes could see from left to right, and from there to here.
I said to the young toothless girl closest to me,
"Excuse me, but where are all of these frogs going?"
She said, with an agitated and knowing tongue clack,
"Home, Barney, why don't you join them."
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Written December 27th, 2003
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confused.....
well, im also confused about which option this is..could you tell me which?
well written
Good luck
Gem -
i like this a lot. its thought provoking and very informative. I find this to be an enjoyable read. Thank you for entering my contest
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AH, this was before my time and I seem to have missed it. Glad I found it in this contest. Ribbit.
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Welcome to our Plague, like a signpost nobody bothers to read. Nobody really gets the pretty fine print a kindergartener wrote for us.
Thanks for entering!
trick -
thank you for entering a poem for kraleigh.
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Now this one was a very interesting write. I did enjoy reading this one. It was most unique in its story. I could have never come up with frogs. Thank you so much for entering this into my contest. I appreciate it muches. I will give this an applause.
becca
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I loved it
This poem really acivated my imagination., Unfortunately,
I imagioned those poisionous frogs all over you. Ewwwwwww. What a great poem, I loved it. Is this a good memory? I love poems that give me such vivid pictures, and this one sure did. -
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I like the imagery, though a sad story, and some parts of it just don't seem to grab me. It is good as I read, but a little forgetable; good luck in my contest. -
Perhaps I'm confused, I misread your rules, and thought this was about poetry? my bad.
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A good poem.. but I'm a little confused... which of the entries are you actually entering with this one? And which character/game/anime is this meant to be?
Sephiroth Hi No Tenshi -
This is a great poem, definately had me wondering there at the beginning, but I enjoyed reading the whole thing. Thanks so much for entering and good luck.
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Enlightening
Yah. The world can be divided into three basic groups - the frog squishers, those who walk between frogs and thirdly, the ones who see no frogs.
This is another in your fine poetic visions of childhood -- an instantanous flashback to a specific nexus that defines you as you are today.
Well told with incredible imagery and force. This is one of your truly finer pieces with no posturing or bravado. Pieces like this are the reason I read your work. -
frogs i have known and squashed. nice lttle story of you the hero with all the rabble ...kids r horrible to kids i never fitted in with all the frog squashers either. i remeber this girl getting a piece of grit from the playground stuck up her nose. never sniff a frog.i like reading your stuff its always interesting and refreshingly different.
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Well done.
Horus8,
This is a very interesting poemstory line. I enjoyed it and felt as if I was actually there as you wrote your words. I have to say though, I did find a spelling mistake and I did say in my rules that spelling counts. The word was 'Head' I think you meant 'Heard' in your 14th line. You had excellent flow. Thank you for sharing.
The best of luck to you in my contest.
May the colours of the rainbow follow you always./
Smiles always,
Kristina
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Hawaians are very terrtorial she was basicaly telling me to goget run over, or lost or go back to california, all of the above.
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CUTE DID THE TOOTHLESS GIRL WANT YOU TO GO BACK HOME TOO
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a disturbing and vibrant moment from life... and i have heard the sound of frogs popping and future princes vanishing with the kiss of a sole or a rubber tread...very interesting poem indeed...Artis
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