A Poem - Newt (2024)

An egg I am,

Under a folded leaf

In the cool waters

Of the stagnant pool.

A tadpole I am

Feathery gills to breathe by.

Feasting on algae on the rocks

And tiny water fleas.

An eft I am,

On the land,

Breathing 

Through my lungs and skin.

Munching spiders,

Mites and

Beetles.

A newt I am

When I've had my fill

Of worms and slugs,

Laying an egg

Under a folded leaf

In the cool waters

Of the stagnant pool.