Friday, September 09, 2011

The Tale of Pollywog



at the age of six
he chose to drown himself
he swam too far to save
that's when he discovered
he could breathe water
those that knew him would say
lakes were the best
for a murky nap
but ponds were best for play
fish swam too fast to catch
turtles too easy
frogs he could snatch all day
when the water dried up
he wasted not one tear
he moved to the ocean to stay

10 comments:

Shadow said...

profoundly sad... but i felt a sense of relief of finally being able to 'breathe' under water... just a sense i got...

Tabitha Bird said...

I'd love that! breathing water. How cool!

the walking man said...

Take the whimsy out of this (which you should never do) and I agree with Shadow 100%. Congratulations.

SzélsőFa said...

sorry for not commenting on the last three of your items. i liked the strange and mystic tone to them all. even if you tend to disagree about that particular adjective :)))

wv: login - m'kay, i think that's proof of some serious message going on behind the scenes :D

Lee said...

Makes me wonder what it felt like when he discovered he could breathe water - the decision to live and then move on to the ocean.

Precie said...

I almost closed the page upon reading the first two lines. Glad I didn't.

jason evans said...

Shadow, I read it as following his calling.

Tabitha, it might come in handy!

Walking Man, I've done a small handful of these tall tales. For some reason, they really stick in the brain.

Szelsofa, I know we all have pushes and pulls, and we come and go. No worries!

Lee, I feel like he knew what was going to happen.

Precie, yes, it looks dark at the beginning.

Julietdiadem said...

It's creates lopsided worlds of blue and shy and anti-septic serenity. Very interesting.

jason evans said...

Julietdiadem, I like that view. Pollywog knew where he didn't belong.

Julietdiadem said...

Sigh. Epiphanies.