Nature Cricket Poems

A 
cricket 
in the grass 
glistening green
silver lit, sings a song to welcome sleep 
Adrift anon in a dream gallery 
but continues 
to lick the...

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Cricket in the green grass
Watching as the clouds pass
Gazing at the faded daytime moon
Singing as the golden poppies bloom

Do you regret the time spent
Wondering where...

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(Even Poetry can recall the warm days of  summer.)

** In the August Heat  **

         ...

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A fonder
tides in life
to secure.
I dreamt that
some years ago
same so how.
How can I
waste the world
like pirates?....

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Cricket Evening
Twilight falls and chirps call,
Sounds delight in moonlight,
Tree frogs burp and conjure up,
Sweet dreams like ice creams,
Warmly listening,  ears are trysting,
Autumn slumber gearshifts...

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backhoe
digging in the road
mantis

concrete dust in flight-
fog

cricket 
on a window sill
frog

backhoe engine stops
hunger quenched


...

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baritone bullfrogs
harmonize with crickets-
firefly tenors 
flickering-
nothing’s as harmonic
as nights music

...

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As I idled on the grass
I heard a little cricket,
But I could not see him though,
He was somewhere in a thicket.

I found his chirping charming
An...

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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...

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Wandering minstrel’s voice, crescendo’s;
The song is heard and is answered,
By like beings in the night.
Cricket making music
Sings to his lone mate;
No sour notes here,
Harmonic
Passions
Quenched.
...

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Flickering golden lights dance in air
The stage is black, music crickets;
Sleeping birds hear not, their songs.
Nocturnal cats prowling
Find delightful treats
Full of protein
Crickets leap
And paw
Slaps!
...

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Thunder rolls
from cloud to cloud;
Cricket waltz....

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Silent of the night is broken,
as this creature removes fear,
Cree! cree!! cree!!! it vibrates along,
synchronizing with toads vibes,
nocturnal beings are awakened,
together they form a band.


*No.6...

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CRICKET by ron Arbuthnot
Come list' to what is this our summer night,
our world, it comes alive when dark prevails,
'tis our great mystery, but such delight,
and...

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Black Cricket

Black cricket moves along the forest floor
Soundless with no legs
Lost them in a fight along the food chain
A predator, a mantis, is somewhat nourished
Cricket...

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