The Night of the Toad Catchers

The Night of the Toad Catchers
A night unlike others, a night of Toad…

The Night of the Toad Catchers

I. The Toad Catchers

A night unlike others, a night of Toad

amphibians under evergreen bush

my children on one side to give a push

then watch them jump into the warm paved road.

Their warts a bulge with crests behind their eyes

not petite green frogs with smooth and wet skin

more fiddle sounding then the violin

once we’ve caught them we will suburbanize.

Are the large ones Oak Toads or are they Cane?

Where have so many of them been hiding?

We gently place our load within buckets.

A chirp from each as they start to complain

about this strange and odd new surrounding

a home of old woven wicker baskets.

 

Now they are safe from bird, raccoon and snakes.

This larger one was jumping from “Toad Hall

each sibling points begins to give the call

this Toad will pay for his crimes and mistakes.

Maybe the next one caught will bring money

the famous Toad known by Ancient Chinese

just lounging by the foot of our yards trees,

a younger Toad who looks at us funny.

In truth these Toads were born to be common

like all of us on the day we were born

to hide from a day when children will play.

A night like this will not be forgotten

under the branch of Jerusalem Thorn

near growing garden these new Toads will stay.

The Night of the Toad Catchers
These Toads were traveling to place of birth…

II. A Toad Parade

These Toads were traveling to place of birth

a trek to find new lovers in moonlight

their instinct drives each jump into this plight

their obstacle to determine their worth.

To breed the motivation of parade

a reason behind finding a way home

a reason to stop finding ways to roam

to move out of the shadows unafraid.

So we have come to stop this migration

by collecting the males of any strength

find justification through difference.

Small pond a sign of their habitations

to keep their biology at arms length

where we will thoughtlessly give our sentence.

 

Though this hunt takes place in our pajamas

we pass the neighbors as the sun goes down

and share the Toad we caught, a deep dark brown,

this time detached from family dramas.

A night unlike others, a night of Toad

amphibians from under every bush

my children on one side to give a push

then watch them jump into the warm paved road.

This summer night will not be forgotten

a night under our Jerusalem Thorn

near growing garden these new Toads will stay.

In truth these Toads were born to be common

like most of us on the day we were born

to hide from play when we should love the day.

Jamie Lee Hamann

My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry.I currently live in Washoe Valley NV with my family.I am excited to share my poetry and my writing and I hope that you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing.

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Jamie Lee Hamann

My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I currently live in Washoe Valley NV with my family. I am excited to share my poetry and my writing and I hope that you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing.

7 thoughts on “The Night of the Toad Catchers

  • June 29, 2019 at 5:36 PM
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    I absolutely loved this. How delightful and wonderful to give poetic honor to toads.

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  • June 29, 2019 at 10:50 PM
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    How fun! When I was a kid my big brother had caught a huge toad and named him Elmer. We “suburbanized” Elmer and had things, like boxes with doorways cut out, for Elmer to hide in and made trails for him in the crowded gardens. I love your poems, Jamie – so delightful.

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  • June 30, 2019 at 10:24 AM
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    Thank you Rasma and Phyllis. I hope your weekend has been full of Joy! (and maybe a Toad or two) Jamie

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  • July 1, 2019 at 8:28 PM
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    Well done, Jamie. They ain’t so pretty are they? We have a real problem with Cane Toads in Queensland and at night they come out in hordes, create havoc on roads and because they’re so big, scar the hell out of kids. Well done my friend and great pics to boot…handsom devils! lol

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  • July 2, 2019 at 8:07 PM
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    A nice tribute to the toad, Jamie. As Tony said, cane toads are a real problem here in Queensland and considered an environmental pest as they are an introduced species, procreate so prolifically and resonsible for the destruction of much natural wildlife. On summer nights you see so many on the road it is impossible to avoid them when driving your vehicle and many are crushed/popped under the tires. They also lay eggs in and poison the dog and cat’s water and eat any pet food left out.

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  • July 3, 2019 at 7:48 AM
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    wonderfully done. I was there having a blast. Sure brought back memories. Hunting was something we did. But ours was for food. Toads and frogs taste great if done right. I hope that is not too much of a downer.
    My grandpa would have us catch them and then put them in the garden as a pest deterrent. Only problem was them eating the worms.
    Well I sure liked the visual on this.

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  • July 7, 2019 at 8:06 AM
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    I told my kids about the toads in Australia. They were amazed at the idea. Thank you John and Tony. Eric I spent time in Louisiana and have enjoyed a plate of fried frogs legs. I am glad you enjoyed the poem and hope you are all well. Jamie

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