Seasonal Stirrings by Kristina Woodhill Last night temperatures dipping into autumn's pool window's shutting out the chill chill damping down summer nights' pepperings, long hot nights with windows wide-eared so many sounds pinched and dashed sometimes ground into her ears; crickets' as-salting rhythm cicadas steady on to dawn like a slow, steady drizzle of thick molasses dog's barking their quick grate of ginger, odd frog burps trailing busy tongues occasionally a kill deer piercing the low notes, adding bright lemony zest night heron passing by squawking out instructions stir, stir, stir as the woman, in some wise moment, perhaps philosophical surrender, opened completely letting the whole shebang night after night mix and mush and musically drum her to sleep last night dipping temperatures windows closed trained ears straining against autumn's odd still chill 09/18/2017 Posted on 09/18/2017 Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/19/17 at 02:47 AM A culinary delight, both for the tongue and mind! Posted by Brian Francis on 09/22/17 at 01:05 AM What a wonderful cacophony of flavors you've placed before us. "windows wide-eared" this line is my favorite for the way it tickles the mind. The last strophe is also delicious. Thanks for this share --bf Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)