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Summertime Croaking Blues

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Summertime Croaking Blues

The earth wails in cracked silence
 fissured with gaping yawns
 in the noonday sun.
 Parched smiles riddle the ground
 flaking off in a summer breeze,
 each a silent message begging for rain.
 
Grass is now served on lawns
 fried to a yellowed crispy crunch
 with a side of blistering sun.
 
Frogs that once heralded
 the arrival of reviving rain
 can now be heard croaking
 the drought-ridden blues
 ...............well beyond the midnight curfew.
 Their listless guests quietly sitting
 atop dried lily pads which now
 resemble shrunken toad stools
 listening to the hoarse-croaked blues.
 
Titled songs now being heard
 around the dried creek bed
 range from the one hit wonder
 “Parched in the Creek Too Long”
 to a new single now making its début
 “This Rocks Too Hot For Hopping.”
 No creek fee, just B.Y.O.W.
 (Bring your own water)
 
Written by: Debra Squyres
 With All rights reserved, on 7/7/2012

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  1. Date: 8/1/2012 11:45:00 PM
    Congratulations on your well deserved win in the contest,Debra!

  1. Date: 8/1/2012 7:18:00 PM
    Congratulations on your win in Debbie''s "Heat" contest Debra. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 8/1/2012 2:54:00 PM
    Debra congrats on your win...really like this one..David

  1. Date: 7/31/2012 4:10:00 PM
    Debra, good metaphoric application in this poem, I love it. e.g., Grass is now served on lawns fried to a yellowed crispy crunch with a side of blistering sun. Another fine line: This rock's too hot for Hopping. :) Thanks for your comment on my poem, On the Ocean Waves.

  1. Date: 7/31/2012 8:26:00 AM
    Ribbit!

  1. Date: 7/30/2012 4:12:00 PM
    BYOW, adorable. You sure are a talent, Debra. I much enjoyed this one and its great summery imagery.

  1. Date: 7/30/2012 11:19:00 AM
    this is amazing, deb... you knocked me off my chair with your toad song!..:) huggs!

  1. Date: 7/30/2012 11:13:00 AM
    Good one Debra....lol... unique !!!! - Hope all is well with you.(I still taking care of my dad) - oxox love Anne-Lise