The moon rises
through nocturnal scents…
Tall trees guard night blossoms
stars gaze..
I sit in the darkness
listening to the
sound of crickets.
The moon rises
through nocturnal scents…
Tall trees guard night blossoms
stars gaze..
I sit in the darkness
listening to the
sound of crickets.
yaskhan 
That is a nice one, I like it!!
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Thanks Louis.
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you are welcome 🙂
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😊
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Great poem. Stars gaze – genius!
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Many thanks Donred!
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I love this. Really beautiful!
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Nico, thank you , my friend.
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I can actually hear the crickets in my mind when I read this Jasmine.
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I heard them from my window and saw the rest and here it is.
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Lovely, Yassy! 🙂
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Thank you my Chi!
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Lovely imagery ☺
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Thank you Rebecca.
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This is beautiful yaz!
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Thanks Robbie.
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You are welcome Yaz!
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I wish for crickets and blossom here. It is 1 degrees centigrade. Lovely words, Lady Yasmin.
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Please keep warm Lord Zoolon.
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The central heating is pumping away nicely, Lady Yasmin.
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Oh thank God. We don’t want Lord Zoolon feeling cold, do we ? Doesn’t bode well for his subjects. We want a hale, hearty healthy King George.
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Actually, this studio is at the top. Heat rises and I’m boiling alive now. Out of the window I see people at a bus stop, all freezing alive.
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That is not good. Lol. Boiling alive? Is the heater on?
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I don’t need a heater up here. All the heat rises from below. I’m so hot it’s untrue.
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Lol. Is it that bad. I can’t believe, hot in winter
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This paints a beautiful picture.
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I like this one. Kinda reminds me of a haiku in a way.
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I wanted to write a haiku .
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I can just picture that scene. Lovely Yassy!
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Oh yeah. Just the way I saw it. Thank you Robbie.
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Excellent poem yassy.
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Thank you 😊
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watch the moon tonight
earth shadow shades it down
a snow moon myth
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loved your poem. and yes there is an eclipse of the moon tonight, and I do believe that it is called a snow moon by the North America native Indians.
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Really. That is so interesting. I am going to dig into this.
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I’m sure I have the date right but timing for your part of the world, you will have to check that out.
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Oh yeah. Lemme
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Wow
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As an aside, you do know that crickets, after bees, are next on the extinction list, right?
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That is a terrible thing. No way. But how?
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Not sure but I read somewhere. Blame man & our uncontrollable wants for more…
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Tragic.
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My bad, it’s grasshoppers, not crickets
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Lol 😂 thank god you remembered , I was feeling bad all day.
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Lol are yu sure about grasshoppers
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Lol, it is crickets after all!!!!! 😜
http://www.bbc.com/news/science-environment-38920199
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OMG.
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Beautiful – evocative – I love the sound of night crickets and the idea of dark trees standing guard – awesome Yassy
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Thank you.
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