Short Katydids Poems

katydids tune
    before a concert ~
        or is that tinnitus?...

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mid summer's dry spell
the chatter of katydids
praying for rain clouds...

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Fox and katydids
Moths dance to their symphony
Owls crickets and frogs

By Robb A. Kopp...

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Pastel colors upon the edge
As the sun breaks away
the night, crickets and katydids
still entertain the day  ...

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vibrating bird wings
jabbered song birds at hummer....
katydids echo  



Written: August 11, 2018...

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mid summer's dry spell
katydids swell the air
with a rain-cloud prayer 

our painter's complaint 
too hot to work, can't paint today
rain’s coming’ anyway

Win/win I get the day off
Hows-zat?! we ask;
the lazy painter coughs, 
It's a lekker day!


7...

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Fantasy I live each day.
With cute butterflies, dragonflies,
bumblebees, and katydids I play.
At dawn I see the sun rise,
beaming so lovely in the sky.
Heaven is azure every day.
From my flower perch I watch birds fly
as in mild breezes I sway.
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A cool nip in the air
Fall is fast-approaching
Katydids frantically chirping
Fluffy clouds like sheep gather
In the cobalt blue field of the sky
Leaves are subtly turning gold
Birds know it's time to go
Before the first snow

written September 12, 2021...

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There’s dogs and cats and barnyard rats,
Lambs and pigs and katydids.
Frogs on logs and horses too,
Don’t forget that cows say moo.
Fish in a tank and birds in a cage,
A lion will roar when it’s in a rage.
Elephants, giraffes, and monkeys in trees,
Butterflies and bumble bees.
Animals we love to see. Wouldn’t you agree?...

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Somehow you flew in and hid
Right under my toilet lid
Ouite sure you were dead
'Little pest!' I said
Pity the poor Katydid!

Saw a leg twitch, God forbid
Guess what I done-gone-and-did?
'Okay, my green lass
Go die in the grass'
Pity the poor Katydid!

*** Katydids are harmless bright green insects with large wings in the cricket-grasshopper family...

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The crows' caws weighted by the fog
float upon heavy air
and katydids sing elaborate
tunes, songs not so rare

Summer's vocals freely vibrate
Around headed to fall
The last chance to flirt and dance
Before Jack Frost's first call

The hum of a well tuned engine
Summer's delicate sounds
Shortly will be ushered into
winter's end, wait__ spring's crown ...

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A child rises
Stretches
Eyes open to
Breaking dawn
Windows open
To freshening breeze
Clothes on chair
Damp
Sky lightens pink
Moon sliver 
White against blue
Baby birds peep
Mouths open for
Breakfast 
Crows’ hoarse calls
Call a murder
Together
Katydids
Rub wings, buzz
Predicting heat
Again today 
Pale body dons
Shorts, tee
Sandals
A new day
Options: endless....

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The open country fills the sky
The forests stretch before my eye
Breezes soar, on which I fly
Oh love, oh love, the lullaby!

Stars refulgent grace my sight
They chart the heavens through the night
The world as one unites - unites!
Oh love, oh love, the lullaby!

Sounds serene impress my ear
The katydids, the peepers hear
An audible, the planet cries
Oh love, oh love, the lullaby!...

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summer symphony serenade song

cricket concertos
 cicadas in choruses~
  summer serenades

bullfrogs beat bass lines
 barn owls hoot bluesy ballads ~
  bars of broken chords

lightning bugs light up
 legato lines of lyrics ~
  lento lullabies

fireflies flit fuoco
 in festivals of folksongs ~
  firelight fantasies

katydids croon classics
 contemporary chirping
  summer symphonies...

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The loud calls of the katydids
Pierce the September air
Against the cool and damp they sing
Seek love and don't despair

The fragrance of roses now passed
Gone with August's hot days
All that's left is the garden's greens
And beauty of fall's display  

The crimson, rust, and gold leaves of fall
Put to life with sunlight
A special reprieve before winter
When barren limbs delight...

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Stop key-stroking me!
I need voices, faces and real company.

People gave up warmth and speech.
A psychological and emotional breach.

This began way before Covid!
We make only key strokes, hardly the sweet sound of katydids.

Call people...they do die, you know?
And are gone forever, melted, disappeared, as winter's snow,

             


                        1-4-2021
                        2:45pm PST...

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if Basho’s frog jumps
and no one hears the splash
katydids quarrel


does the sound
of one hand clapping
surprise the wind


cold mountain winds
an eerie sound of echoes
humming to themselves


a brown tinged cornfield
withers in the heat
as scarecrows weep


an empty birdfeeder
rattles in the breeze
a patient cat waits


city thunderstorm
awakened asphalt artist
oily painted rainbows

John G. Lawless
©5/31/20225...

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When all our birds have flown
and milk-weed stalks pose bare,
the katydids are all gone
and leaves scatter here and there;

why would the prince come,
laden with bundles of grain—
his arable year's sum—
and not expect to gain?

We who scoop his yield,
feast on his amplitude,
then bare his playing field,
are insulting and rude.

Please accept this check,
portion out a bit more;
lift us off this poop deck,
we most humbly implore....

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