Carpe Diem Time glass # 20 a frog jumps in  Haibun in 75 words.

Photo by Dave Campbell via flicker

In the state parks, I played with my siblings on summer vacations, We had no waterlilies, but plenty of creeks and ponds.. We entered critter races with other children. One  year a raccoon ate our grits and the bathrooms were flooded with frogs.

in a cold pond
fat tadpole swims
between my fingers


splatting sound
of green tree frogs
in a wet bathhouse


in the shower house
my sister’s screams
frog on her head