Song of the Frog Princess
—a fairytale love song
Whisk me away to an old fashioned dance
where old folks jump high as if they’re entranced,
where frogs turn to princes when given the chance.
Whisk me away to an old fashioned dance.
Bounce me on over a tumbleweed rock
where the lake is a mirror and frogs sit to croak,
where midges do headstands and gnats will provoke.
Bounce me on over a tumbleweed rock.
Whistle me under the beaten old trees
where I kiss you—a frog—and you call me a tease,
where summer is all about honey and bees.
Whistle me under the beaten old trees.
Nibble my ears and wobble my hips
with marigold posies and honey-sucked lips.
where frogs sit in ardour and tell of their trips
nibble my ears and wobble my hips.
Pull up my blankets and switch off the light,
play water music to spangle the night.
Let me have dreams of splendid delight.
Pull up my blankets and switch off the light.
Scharlie Meeuws, a poet born in Germany, began writing at a young age. She studied in Spain and France, writing poems in Spanish and French before settling in England, where she co-owns Thorntons Bookshop, the oldest in Oxford. Scharlie’s poetry has been featured in magazines and anthologies, including the Guardian. Her work was recognized by Nobel Prize winner Vicente Aleixandre. Her most recent book is The Emotional Robot and Other Poems. Her poetry book Outbranching was published by Cerasus, London in 2021 and is available on Amazon.
