I tend to do my laundry at odd hours, as tenants must share a single washer and dryer. So, typically I haul my basket downstairs and across the parking lot at around midnight, or dawn. Tonight I was struck by the frogs’ loud bellowing chorus…they kept me entertained as I went back and forth, enjoying a less than favorite task 🙂
Late-night dark, frogs long and loudly
Announce in lingering amphibian chorus
To all wee-hour creatures assembled
That I, peculiar inhabitant of ‘hood
Can’t manage to modify busy days…not
Sensible about sleep, nutrition needs
Which wisdom would dictate examining.
I barely discern froggy voice declare:
“Too mindful of prompts, challenges…
Alas, poet/blogger’s losing her mind”.
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