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The Seasons Concerts

A Shadorma Summer nights, staccato crickets, croaking frogs, barking dogs; firefly lanterns reeling ‘round, an august concert. Thunder claps, drum beats echoing through the clouds, oh so proud. They dance with lightening fingers; concert of the rain.

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Sandra Adams

Date: 9/12/2019 6:59:00 PM

sounds like you penned a perfect summer night around here, could see and hear this one...lovely poem for sure :) hugs

M. L. Kiser
Date: 9/13/2019 7:31:00 PM

Thank you Sandra.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/12/2019 2:34:00 PM

They say that the best things in life are free---and so are the best concerts, the natural kind!! It takes a poet to see, hear, and feel that. Wondrous. Cheers, Gershon

M. L. Kiser
Date: 9/13/2019 7:32:00 PM

Many thanks.

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 9/11/2019 7:17:00 PM

You have hit upon my fondest element, the rain. This beauty is going into my Faves M.L. I adored this whimsical piece! xxoo

M. L. Kiser
Date: 9/13/2019 7:32:00 PM

Oh good, thanks so much.