Barbara Gorelick Poet Free verse

Summer Sounds

One simple sound always reminds me of summer.
Sitting on the porch , the air heavy  with the fragrance
of the lilac at the corner of the house..the sound of crickets
a backdrop for summer dreaming.
Nothing pressing to do, nowhere special to go.
content to just sit and watch the moon..
and listen to the cricket chorus. Sometimes the chirping
is almost drowned out by the sound of the frogs
that live down by the well..but the crickets are
persistent and proud of their voice.
            Time is nothing; now is all and tomorrow seems far, far away.

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Carrie Richards July 7, 2016 at 2:43 PM Ahh.......this poem reminds me of our evening just last night!! We sat out on our front porch, ...a perfect night to listen to the crickets and tree frogs, and wait for the first star after sunset !! Love this, Barb!! Barbara Gorelick July 9, 2016 at 3:03 PM Hi there. Glad you liked it.. I grew up in Humboldt Co and every evening we would sit on the porch and chat...listen to the sounds. BG

Daniel Turner July 4, 2016 at 7:53 AM You could have written this poem from my front porch except for the mosquitoes, Mrs Barbara. How relaxing and soothing this poem is. I really enjoyed the imagery, i can hear the crickets and frogs. Great job! Barbara Gorelick July 9, 2016 at 3:08 PM Im so late with my " thank you"... appreciate your stopping by. BG

Probir Gupta July 4, 2016 at 5:37 AM Moments in the uninterrupted sounds of cricket is indeed mystic ... I like your write ...

Joanna Daniel July 4, 2016 at 3:45 AM Lovely summer night:) I can picturise the scene perfectly:) Great write, Barbara:)