Day 4 at Poetic Bloomings PAD Challenge: “And I Quote Summer,” asks us to paint comparisons.
Sound and Silence
Summer sings of river’s flow,
the buzz of bees and,
if you but listen closely, growing grass.
At night, crickets call insistently,
seeking a mate.
A blue jay squawks counterpoint
to robins trill.
We hear groans of air-conditioners
or, through our open windows,
the long, long, short, long wail
of trains heading toward the East.
Out in the yard, children’s laughter
fills us with such memories of our own.
And on her porch an aged spinsters tells
her stories to anyone who passes by
while neighbors spread the news
across the fence.
When winter comes, then silence will ensue—
‘tis time to go within