I was gone awhile.
Now I’m back without a frog.
Instead, here’s a dog.
Patiently, I wait,
And wait, and wait, and wait – then
Something comes along.
Beau Smith
Master frog sculptor and poet of froggy haiku
The years I’ve squandered
haunt me in my middle-age.
I believe in ghosts.
.
Beau Smith http://www.beautifulfrog.com
Take a step, but where?
Indecision weakens me.
But what should I do?
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Beau Smith http://www.beautifulfrog.com
I am the stranger
Who walks under the shadow
of his wide brimmed hat.
Beau Smith http://www.beautifulfrog.com
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