Adieu

Adieu

Red cricket
Flirts with the rising moonglow,
Feels the first icy fist of frosty breath subdue
The summer chorus serendipity
In a cold moon shadow -
Summer troubadour bids "Adieu!"

goodbyemoonsongsummerfree verse

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Andrea Dietrich

December 16, 2023 at 10:15 AM

So beautiful.

Sam Kauffman

December 19, 2023 at 11:51 AM

Thank you so much, Andrea! As fall approaches the crickets seem to sing even louder in a song of farewell but not good-bye! Their song, on an early fall evening is pure enchantment! Sending you blessings of Christmas joy and peace!

Silent One

December 9, 2023 at 7:21 AM

I love the analogy you have created here.. I wrote a poem with crickets also, although it was just one verse... this is a poem you have to read a few time to fully grasp its meaning...

Sam Kauffman

December 19, 2023 at 11:57 AM

What is the title of your cricket poem. Would love to be inspired by it! Blessings and holiday smiles!

Sam Kauffman

December 19, 2023 at 11:56 AM

Hi SO! Thank you! You have such a wonderful ability to see into the heart of a poem and extract it's nuances and meaning! Even though autumn and winter will still the cricket's song, they return in the cycle of life to sing over and over. creating new enchantments on a calm, summer night. Sending you my gratitude and blessings for a joyful and peaceful Christmas!!

Marikate Kingston

December 8, 2023 at 7:11 PM

I do love the changing of the seasons. I agree with Sara below, I loved your description of the cricket as summer's troubadour, personification is fun to read. On se voit la saison porchaine, said your red cricket. ( See you next season)

Sam Kauffman

December 19, 2023 at 11:00 AM

Hi Marikate! Merci! Joyeux Noel! I love the fact that you zeroed in on the hope for la porchaine saison! And, like you, chaque saison a sa propre magie pour moi (each season has its own magic for me.) I am so glad you enjoyed my little cricket! Blessings for a wonderful Christmas and a very Happy New Year.

Paige Hind

December 8, 2023 at 3:39 PM

Haunting, as the moon... :)

Sam Kauffman

December 8, 2023 at 5:09 PM

Thank you so much, Paige. As I mentioned to Kim, it occurred to me that the coming of winter is a time of goodbyes from the summer's bounty! Blessings!