Crickets

CRICKETS The breeze blows gently, it’s pleasure I find. The crickets chirping, answering in kind. This Autumn late talk, pleasing to the mind. Goes on and on and on. ‘Tis rhythmic until dawn I close my eyes, it’s gone. 9/16/2017 Verse

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Vijay Pandit

Date: 9/17/2017 8:13:00 AM

Such simple observation so well depicted--a sign of a true poet, Kim--the poems sounds like crickets chirping!!

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/17/2017 8:14:00 AM

Thanks, Vijay! We can find joy in the simplest of things.

Russell Sivey

Date: 9/17/2017 6:14:00 AM

This is such a fabulous write! My mother had a nightmare of crickets attacking her when she was young and now she is extremely afraid of those innocent creatures! They give off such a soothing and repetitious song at night! They say it's good luck to have a cricket in your house! What a gem of a piece, Great Work!!

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/17/2017 6:54:00 AM

Thanks so much, Russell!

Michael Tor

Date: 9/17/2017 12:09:00 AM

Cute and entertaining Kim. Enjoyed reading.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 9/17/2017 6:54:00 AM

Thanks, Michael!