Tuesday, July 23, 2019

Wednesday Muse: Night Sounds

Hi musers; It is the time of the year when all of nature is wide awake and telling us humans about it it.  In the summer, the whole night puts forth its symphony.

Crickets, cicadas, owls, bats, frogs, toads, deer, roaming domestic and feral animals - they all make sounds.  Their naturals body sounds, sounds of the animals moving through grasses and bushes, sounds of birds at night - they all unite their voices.

Write me a poem about the night sounds you hear.  Incorporate some of the smells too if you like.  I like sitting on my back porch and listening to the small tree frogs open their mouths and make their deep bwaaaamp, bwaaamp! when they sense moisture in the air - the coming of rain.  My next favorite sound is the sound of cicadas with their rattling and sawing sounds.  To me it is THE sound of summer.

Here is a poem about cicadas:

Cicadas At The End of Summer

by Martin Walls

Whine as though a pine tree is bowing a broken violin,

As though a bandsaw cleaves a thousand thin sheets of


They chime like freight wheels on a Norfolk Southern
slowing into town.

But all you ever see is the silence.
Husks, glued to the underside of maple leaves.
With their nineteen fifties Bakelite lines they'd do
just as well hanging from the ceiling of a space
museum —

What cicadas leave behind is a kind of crystallized memory;
The stubborn detail of, the shape around a life turned

The color of forgotten things: a cold broth of tea & milk
in the bottom of a mug.
Or skin on an old tin of varnish you have to lift with
lineman's pliers.
A fly paper that hung thirty years in Bird Cooper's pantry

in Brighton.

The sounds of a cicada

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  1. I may not be able to do mine till Friday, but i will be here eventually. Love the prompt Toni!