In many cultures, frogs are associated with good luck.
Finding the right one…
By Alan McDiarmid
My wife says she kissed many frogs before finding her prince.
Yesterday I saw her kissing a frog.
Every year I drop a frog down Ginny Dilgard's shirt and every year she hollers like a cat who got her tail sucked-up in a Dustbuster.
This year, unbuttoning her shirt she said, "Come and get it". I could have kissed that damn frog!
Title: Those were the times
Manduka sat alone on the sole leaf, reminiscing when people stroked his baggy throat, whispering, “Wish me luck.”
The Good Luck Frog Reminds Us to Moisturize
Bubble-bellied with spindly legs, the old frog leaps into the blue and emerges so much younger looking.
I brought a frog from our pond to school. My teacher loves him. I miss his evening serenades.
On seeing a frog on the sidewalk on my walk today
Big voiced, small green creature from nearby stream
welcomed me. I replied, Welcome!. Mutual respect, despite size difference.
Frog In Your Throat
Frog encounters, fortuitous you say? Matter of perspective. For diners perhaps, less so the flash fried hind parts.
Frogs as a Bellwether
My two mommas believed in frog magic when a chorus heard on their first date lasted 40 years.
We Still Talk About the Snake and the Half-Swallowed Frog
Reptile and amphibian became one in our small pond, beguiling eyes lucky enough to believe in mythical beasts.
If Past and Present and Future Happened All at Once
A lifelong tamer of frogs who never turn into princes would be the luckiest, if time weren't linear.
After Crossing Paths with a Frog
The girl cracks open in a pool of tears. Loses her tail, grows legs, watches the clouds break.
What to do When you Find a Giant Frog in the Passenger Footwell of the Car
Drive fifteen miles to the woods, gribbetting along with the radio. Avoid a comet smashing your house. Lucky!
Funny coincidence, Meg. I'm working on micro flash from an ekphrastic prompt you posted a while back and it features a frog. Longer than 18 words though.
We Had Jim Henson On The Brain That Day
We begged Dad “Pull over! Save Kermit before he’s squashed!” We heard collisions a mile ahead; falling dumpsters.
Thinking of a story, but the frog in that pic? It’s is the illustrative definition of “Nu?” (Love him.)
The Happy Days of Marsh Frogs
Trapped in an egret’s bill. Squirming in its tightening throat. But before this, our pools glimmer and bubble.
Finding the right one…
By Alan McDiarmid
My wife says she kissed many frogs before finding her prince.
Yesterday I saw her kissing a frog.
Every year I drop a frog down Ginny Dilgard's shirt and every year she hollers like a cat who got her tail sucked-up in a Dustbuster.
This year, unbuttoning her shirt she said, "Come and get it". I could have kissed that damn frog!
Title: Those were the times
Manduka sat alone on the sole leaf, reminiscing when people stroked his baggy throat, whispering, “Wish me luck.”
The Good Luck Frog Reminds Us to Moisturize
Bubble-bellied with spindly legs, the old frog leaps into the blue and emerges so much younger looking.
I brought a frog from our pond to school. My teacher loves him. I miss his evening serenades.
On seeing a frog on the sidewalk on my walk today
Big voiced, small green creature from nearby stream
welcomed me. I replied, Welcome!. Mutual respect, despite size difference.
Frog In Your Throat
Frog encounters, fortuitous you say? Matter of perspective. For diners perhaps, less so the flash fried hind parts.
Frogs as a Bellwether
My two mommas believed in frog magic when a chorus heard on their first date lasted 40 years.
We Still Talk About the Snake and the Half-Swallowed Frog
Reptile and amphibian became one in our small pond, beguiling eyes lucky enough to believe in mythical beasts.
If Past and Present and Future Happened All at Once
A lifelong tamer of frogs who never turn into princes would be the luckiest, if time weren't linear.
After Crossing Paths with a Frog
The girl cracks open in a pool of tears. Loses her tail, grows legs, watches the clouds break.
What to do When you Find a Giant Frog in the Passenger Footwell of the Car
Drive fifteen miles to the woods, gribbetting along with the radio. Avoid a comet smashing your house. Lucky!
Funny coincidence, Meg. I'm working on micro flash from an ekphrastic prompt you posted a while back and it features a frog. Longer than 18 words though.
We Had Jim Henson On The Brain That Day
We begged Dad “Pull over! Save Kermit before he’s squashed!” We heard collisions a mile ahead; falling dumpsters.
Thinking of a story, but the frog in that pic? It’s is the illustrative definition of “Nu?” (Love him.)
The Happy Days of Marsh Frogs
Trapped in an egret’s bill. Squirming in its tightening throat. But before this, our pools glimmer and bubble.