that jump

sound of the old pond

arc of flight ends with a plop

in the flower bed


©️2018 Ontheland

My noticing the telltale plop and the words of my poem are attributable to the classic haiku by Basho as translated by Jane Reichhold:

old pond

a frog jumps into

the sound of water


16 thoughts on “that jump

    1. It may sound strange but being several yards away and just seeing something fly through the air out of the corner of my eye and then the sound of a soft landing…I might have ignored it but then I thought of the frog jumping into the pond, so I went to look and discovered the frog. The photo doesn’t do justice to its neon green streaks.

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      1. Oooh… neon green maybe a warning to others “Don’t eat me – I’m poisonous!” 🙂

        I’ve startled a few frogs/toads by the creek. One when I was mowing near the edge. I had to encourage him to go back in the water instead of away from it. 🙂

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      2. I have refrained from researching this frog (or toad)…but I do wonder where he hangs out…he glistened with moisture but there is no water nearby…I guess he could be a tree frog but perhaps too big for that….

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      1. I can only imagine and wonder then, because the image is striking … but such as it is, sometimes the lens and the lighting don’t adequately translate, but still – absolutely stunning!

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