A Frog is Just a Kiss Away Poem by Dandelion de la Rue

Watching the world
through half-closed lids,
Buddha-like…?
No, Frog-like!
I see the old play
but I no longer
Feel it much.
It is not for me,
this drama.
The actors do not
turn to me
with comic asides,
and the strutting peacocks
preen for other eyes.

I must find
a new drama.
I must leave
my lilypad and
strew bright colors
across a gaudy stage
of my design.

I will toss my many masks
into the wind
and wallow in
my own adventure
devoid of all
greasepaint
and be fine with
myself
and with this world.

– Dandelion de LaRue
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