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Music On A Summer Breeze

Through the highlands, you can hear the pipes drone. Every note, riding on a crisp, morning breeze. In-between, the piped notes; you hear the drum beats. I go to bed each night, completely beat. But, I’m often kept awake by the cricket songs and bullfrog drones. Though the stream’s not close; their music’s carried on a breeze. I do wish falling asleep, despite their music, were a breeze. Old bullfrog won’t stop his throaty beats. His voice, like the pipes, a loud, baritone drone. Droning notes on a summer breeze, need good timing like drum beats.

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Date: 9/21/2018 8:02:00 PM
oh I so rarely see a tritina and yours is SO well composed. Awesome write!!
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 9/23/2018 3:14:00 PM
Thanks Andrea, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I enjoy writing them; I think I enjoy the challenge it presents; it's like working a puzzle.
Date: 9/21/2018 12:42:00 PM
The beats of the music in your write adorned your work of art.. Lovely and beautifully composed.. I enjoyed reading.. keep shining M.L. Kiser. Be blessed always.
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 9/21/2018 5:18:00 PM
Thank you so much, Besma; your comments are always so wonderful; you do love poetry and that is very clear. I am glad that you enjoyed it.
Date: 9/21/2018 4:41:00 AM
This is lovely writing... I like the expressions in your lines..
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 9/21/2018 5:08:00 AM
Thanks so much; I'm glad you enjoyed reading it.