A million crickets
Fill the night with their singing
Late August is loud!
During the daytime
The cicadas are screaming
"Today will be hot!"
But then comes the autumn
And the first frost of the year
All becomes silent.
Dark will come early
Winter will be setting in
My spirits will drop.
How long must I wait
Till summer comes 'round again?
Will I last till spring?
10 comments:
Nice poem.
mine:
Luck is where you find it
never deny it
love is there
when it's not
but it doesn't hurt
to try it
so, cold pizza and slow runs
make me love
some other option
hey this is allie- can you friend me again plz- fb cancelled my account- I was promoting healthcare- they got snippy- anyways had to start over- can you friend me - name is alex mcneil thanks ;-)
( I can not remember your full name ;-(
MauiGirl..In my neck of the woods we long for fall. Summer's are triple digits and humid as shit.
Nice Haiku too!
Summer lost it's way
Maine fungus exploded
Til August came our way
There's something peaceful about the cicadas that make me want to just sit outside.
It sure seems like summers get shorter and winter gets longer...lol
I know how it is, enigma. I also got kicked off fb awhile back. So I'm being real real careful about who I add back now and my profile viewing is real restricted.
I just sent you my information these days.
You have captured my feelings exactly. I see this long expanse of cold coming, and the summer was truly the pits. Sigh...
I think the seasonal cycle was extrememly long this year - as far as summer in concerned. We got the summer temps as early as March this year. All reports are stating that our winter will be warmer and less precipitation. Which is weird because we have not had a serious winter in ten years. (Ohio Valley). But I love these late summer nights out on the deck and the cicadas humming and cool breeze. Too soon we will be relegated to the indoors once again.
You capture this seasonal transition so well.
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