"treefrogs" poems
*sun awakened grove
treefrogs offer constant drone
feathered solos trill*
Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 8:24 AM UTC
*The Devils popping the bubble wrap
Hail is bouncing off the front door steps
Blustery tree lines wrapped in sheets of lightning
blue , rivers forming at downspouts , thunder
growing louder
Cars come to a crawl
Peace and violence are poised to draw
Suddenly showers stall , a lull ensues
Quiet resumes , the night is rescued
The treefrogs strike a tune , the June bugs swoon
The timid moon looms , the insect musicians balloon
The oboes , the clarinets , the piccolos and the cellos
Sweet voices , the harps , the guitars and the pianos
A whippoorwill calls the orchestra to order ,
the thrushes , mockingbirds , the katydids , the cricket
chorus , the coyotes , the bobcats , the hoot owls and
the sprites
The jays , the cicadas and the songsters of night
Goodbye Old Man Squall , may the creatures of the eve
now come to call , may the maidens of the forest render
ballads of rest , may the fledglings of the morrow lay
peacefully in their nest* ...
Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 8:19 PM UTC
As of now I'm basking in the lustrous, yet glossy glow of Luna, while the staccato piccolo crickets, viola treefrogs staying low key and violin sussurating breeze in the trees sing a sweet soporific semi-symphony.
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 1:43 AM UTC