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Poetry Sunday-Ode To A Toad





Ode To A Toad




On the ground or in the pond

Amongst the leaf litter

Toads can be found.



Sweltering suns can force them to flee

Below ground

Or in deep meadow green.



On warm, gentle nights the ‘whirring’ begins

Rushing to ponds

For the courting whirlwind.



In morning look closely and you’ll spy,

On stout stems,

Pearly stings of eggs loosely tied.



In no time at all these glistening beads

Alter their form-

To inky blobs between the reeds.



Warts galore they begin to forage

 For worms, slugs and ants

 Their surrounds, exploring.



But with the sun waning, the air turning cool,

Underground to slumber

Dreaming again of warm nights by the pool.




©Donna Donabella 2016



I wrote this poem in early spring as I was anticipating the toads returning to the pond.  Each stanza talks about the life of the toad, from where they live, laying their glistening bead-like eggs and hibernating again below the soil when fall returns.  I have not seen or heard them yet as it has turned cold.  But once their song starts, it sings us to sleep every night from spring through summer.


The toads pictured here are found in my garden and pond from spring to fall.




I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog, and Sanaa@A Dash of Sunny for her Prompt Nights every Friday.  I am not sure if this poem fits with the ‘Surely You Jest’ theme, but I think some people think it amusing that I have written a poem to a toad!

toad collage

I am also linking in with  Judith@Lavender Cottage who is hosting Mosaic Monday.




I leave you with a few additional words about toads.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

ode for a toad

All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2016.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

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  1. April 3, 2016    

    I love reading your verses, my darling Donna, I cherish you !

    Sending blessings on your Sunday and on your weekend ahead
    with gentle hugs


    • April 4, 2016    

      Thanks so much Dany! I do appreciate your lovely words too!

  2. April 3, 2016    

    You are so lucky. It is tooooo long since I have seen a toad. Or a frog.

    • April 4, 2016    

      Oh that is too bad…it has been a while here….they did not come out once it got warm in March….must be they knew we would get more snow.

  3. April 3, 2016    

    Dear Donna – only just saw this after publishing my latest nature post to toads! Glorious ode and how fortunate to have these visitors. Hope it won’t be long before you see those ‘Pearly stings of eggs loosely tied.”

    • April 4, 2016    

      I hope they are back soon too Laura….once the snow and cold finally leaves us. I was away visiting family so I will be catching up with you this week.

  4. April 3, 2016    

    love their sounds too…as a child we had a lake and always loved hearing them…wonderful verses!

  5. April 3, 2016    

    This is such a stunning write Donna 😀 your poem reminded me of an article which I read online regarding customs and traditions of April Fools around the world.. here is a passage:

    In the Netherlands, the symbol for April Fools’ Day is another animal: the frog. When someone is pranked, the Dutch yell “1 april, kikker in je bil (die er nooit meer uit wil)”, a rhyme that literally means “1 April, frog in your buttocks (who will never come out again)”.

    So yeah your gorgeous poem fits perfectly with the prompt 🙂 I am so honored that you chose to share. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support.

    Lots of love,

    • CC CC
      April 3, 2016    

      Sanaa—this little bit of trivia just made me laugh….thanks for sharing 🙂

      • April 7, 2016    

        You’re most welcome C.C 😀

    • April 4, 2016    

      Oh Sanaa I love this bit of lore about April Fool’s Day…I had a good laugh too!

      • April 7, 2016    

        My pleasure Donna 😀

  6. Kerry O'Connor Kerry O'Connor
    April 3, 2016    

    Wow! That is quite a daunting looking toad! Amazing pictures and the perfect piece to welcome the amphibians back from hibernation.

    • April 4, 2016    

      They do look pretty tough but they really are so shy and gentle…..they are still hibernating….I think once I see them again, I will know that spring’s warmth is really back!

  7. April 3, 2016    

    This is a toad-ally enjoyable poem to read and envision. I love hearing the Toads at night.

  8. April 3, 2016    

    That’s a beautiful ode. Enjoyed reading it 🙂

    • April 4, 2016    

      Oh that pleases me Purba…thank you!

  9. CC CC
    April 3, 2016    

    “the courting whirlwind”—like that image for toads….also brings to mind the idea of how many frogs one has to kiss before finding the price. Haha 🙂

    • April 4, 2016    

      That is funny…I hadn’t thought of that!

  10. April 3, 2016    

    I just read your poem to our Little Princess, using the most dramatic of voices… She loved it! And so do I. The progression, seeing the toad develop from stanza to stanza, is just yummy. ♥

    • April 4, 2016    

      Oh I love that the poem was yummy! And oh how special reading it out loud with a dramatic voice. I feel special to know you both loved it!

  11. April 3, 2016    

    A lovely ode to a toad….love this Donna!

  12. April 3, 2016    

    You have some great pictures of toads, they really are amazing creatures. A wonderful Ode -to

    • April 4, 2016    

      I agree…they are amazing and make us feel special that they share the garden with us!

  13. April 3, 2016    

    Occasionally I have seen frogs in our garden, but never a toad. The last frog I saw was sitting on top of my watering can!

    • April 4, 2016    

      Oh what a special perch for a frog…..hope they visit again soon.

  14. April 3, 2016    

    What a fun piece! Even toads deserve odes!

    • April 4, 2016    

      Exactly…special words for this special creature!

  15. April 3, 2016    

    Like the story of toad, nice observation and fun photos.

  16. April 3, 2016    

    Pretty versifying, finding the beauty even in toads.

    • April 4, 2016    

      Oh I am delighted you think so Rosemary!

  17. April 3, 2016    

    Wonderful photos and your tribute to toads makes me want to find a pond and just sit, listen, and watch.


    • April 4, 2016    

      That is high praise Elizabeth…thanks! Hope you find a pond.

  18. April 3, 2016    

    Oh, I love reading about the toads and frogs. Wish I had a pond they could visit. As always, thank you Donna for your lovely words and pictures.

    • April 4, 2016    

      You are most welcome Myrna…I love your visits!

  19. April 3, 2016    

    Beautifully written. We have cane toads here which are deadly. They sound like a telephone dial. Everyone kills them as a patriotic duty. They move very slowly. They have overtaken many states and destroy the native species. So and ode to a cane toad would not be popular down under !:)

    • April 4, 2016    

      Sad when non-native critters take over and hurt the native species….

  20. April 4, 2016    

    lovely, lovely, Donna…in our part of the world they are harbingers of the rainy season….once their wurk wurk wurk is heard we’re sure for those heavenly drops to cool us down…unfortunately these days they are disappearing fast in the name of urbanization…sigh…

    • April 4, 2016    

      I love learning this Sumana…you would think with all our rain they would easily be out and about, but not yet. That is sad that they are disappearing.

  21. April 4, 2016    

    It’s easy to dismiss toads as nothing more than ‘leaf litter’ (great phrase) – but here you really celebrate and make us wonder in the glory of the toad! Perhaps dreaming of warm nights by the pool is a universal wish

    • April 4, 2016    

      I like that thought Jae Rose…a universal wish!

  22. April 4, 2016    

    The life cycle of a toad will be all the while be a measure of extending their numbers. They are there even when not seen


    • April 4, 2016    

      Absolutely…they are all around us Hank! I usually hear them more than see them….

  23. April 4, 2016    

    What a lovely, harmless creature toads are. They’re like Buddha when they sit, didn’t move as if, always, in deep prayer. I love your poem about them, Donna. Thanks for the read! 🙂

    • April 4, 2016    

      My pleasure Kelvin…they do look like Buddha!

  24. April 4, 2016    

    This is a beautiful poem Donna. Sadly toads have had an unjustified bad press for years. I expect they think humans are ugly as well!

    • April 4, 2016    

      Oh Robin I am so grateful for such high praise…thank you. It is sad when critters are vilified….

  25. ZQ ZQ
    April 4, 2016    

    I could hear their melodic chant now.

    • April 4, 2016    

      Their chant is mesmerizing isn’t it!

  26. April 4, 2016    

    I love toads!

  27. April 4, 2016    

    What a cute poem, love the toad. Happy Monday, enjoy your new week ahead!

  28. Judith @ Lavender Cottage Judith @ Lavender Cottage
    April 4, 2016    

    I miss the toad spring symphony in our pond because once the frogs moved in, the toads left. Last spring I had 12-13 frogs, the same amount that hibernated over winter but by mid summer there were only 2 or 3. Some sneaky critter must have been eating them.

    • April 4, 2016    

      How interesting Judith….my pond seems to have a progression of different frogs, and then the toads hang out with the frogs…I wonder who was enjoying frog’s legs in your pond?

  29. April 4, 2016    

    What a cute subject for Mosaic Monday! My husband put a new mailbox on our post today and when he pulled the old one off….there was a toad living under it! lol Hugs!

    • April 4, 2016    

      So glad you enjoyed the toads! And what a hoot that you had a toad under the mailbox. Too funny!

  30. April 4, 2016    

    This was a treat … mind you, I am particle to toads. Ha! “courting whirlwind”: love it. So true of amphibian courtship … to say nothing of humans.

    • April 5, 2016    

      I love that…it is true of all creatures that “courting whirlwind”…and I love that you love toads too Wendy!

  31. April 4, 2016    

    I don’t know whether to kiss it, warts and all or run away.

    • April 5, 2016    

      Oh I love that Colleen…it is true…they are cute, but not sure I want to kiss them. 🙂

  32. April 5, 2016    

    totally enjoyed reading this ode to a toad.
    well, they are also Nature’s little creatures. 🙂

    • April 5, 2016    

      So glad you enjoyed this….and absolutely, they are one of nature’s cutest little creatures.

  33. April 5, 2016    

    I enjoyed your write about the toads…and was reminded of a spring when I was near the pond, they all sang at once, so hard to sleep, but so glad they were there.

    • April 5, 2016    

      Oh my yes when they sing in unison close by, it is loud!

  34. Sandra Conner Sandra Conner
    April 5, 2016    

    I have a friend who would absolutely relate to this. She loves frogs and toads. And I think it fits the theme for Prompt Nights just fine.

  35. April 6, 2016    

    Very sweet poem in the spring.
    As you know I am a beginner English learner. Your toad photo helped me to read your poem!! I feel like I can picture the pond’s world with frogs. There was a rice field near my house when I was a little girl.I played with green frogs there.

    • April 6, 2016    

      I do appreciate your visits knowing you are still learning English…and reading poetry in English is brave of you! Thank you and I am glad the toad helped give you a sense of the poem…..your memory of the rice field and frogs is a beautiful image!

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  37. April 6, 2016    

    So lucky you! I must go to see frogs to the lake in the near by park or sometimes , when it is possible in the nature, trips… For sure it is lovely to have a pond of your own! Many thanks for sharing these lyrics and photos with us! Greetings in Spring!

    • April 6, 2016    

      So glad you enjoyed the poem Alexa! Nature is wonderful, isn’t it!

  38. April 8, 2016    

    Worthy poem subject… I am concerned about the late cold weather and the toads and frogs…

    • April 9, 2016    

      The frogs and toads are smart and have not come out of hibernation here….the peepers did but they are fine and will be back as soon as we warm up again….but my frogs and toads stayed in the mud and never roused even with all our March warm weather. Should have been a sign to me.

  39. May 9, 2016    

    Love the poem! We enjoy seeing toads here, too, and I appreciate their help in keeping the pests out of the garden. They sometimes crawl into my larger pots, and I often have a big surprise when I start cleaning them out:)

    • May 9, 2016    

      Thanks Rose…..they are fun in the garden. The toads visited early this spring and laid many eggs. Can’t wait to see more of them in the future. I will post an update on their spring mating this summer.

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