Poetry from the Writer of Light: FIRST CRICKET OF SPRING

Monday, April 7, 2008

FIRST CRICKET OF SPRING

FIRST CRICKET OF SPRING I endure the night with the hope of poppies which, furled like flags in the dark, await the Sun. A cricket chirps among them, singing in the browning weeds the song of spring evenings. Warm north wind brings the music to me on soft hands, passing it gently in to me through... Sign in to see full entry.

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