5 June: The By and By #thewildness

a pond with lily pads, frogs, moths in the evening

Day 5. Describe a peaceful moment spent observing a body of water.

The By and By

By and by, my thoughts find
a final resting place. Here, where
the fruits of one’s beating heart
find moon-stained fragrance.

Water’ll steal your heart with its
pond-born language, life’s broth,

and by and by, the frogs murmur
their love talk, diamond clear,
vowel-bending into shadows,

and words fall below the surface,
held still by the by and by.


Written for #thewildness Day 5: Describe a peaceful moment spent observing a body of water. Artwork is created using AI Midjourney. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023.

12 responses to “5 June: The By and By #thewildness”

  1. You’re more than welcome

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  2. When I lived in the city, the thing I most remember from holidays in the country was how loud the frogs were at night.

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    1. Yes, they do love to party!

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  3. This is stunning, Misk.
    You know, Jeremiah was a bullfrog.

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    1. Thanks. Glad you like it. Yes, I know about Jeremiah – he was a good friend of mine, too, until the drought of last year when the pond dried up and he took his wine elsewhere. Pity, I liked him.

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      1. Did you, Misky? Did you really or was it just his wine?

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        1. It was too many years ago – I can’t remember. LOL!

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  4. There is such a gentleness in that expression, by and by. Lullaby.

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    1. I was trying to find a phrase that exudes stillness, whilst tying the beginning and end together.

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