August 17, 2016 · 10:40 am
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Cricket

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

Tonight, black cricket,
if you sing your golden song,
you can have my room.

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Filed under Ethel Mortenson Davis, poems, Poetry

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5 responses to “Cricket”

  1. Ben Naga
    August 17, 2016 at 1:18 pm

    CREPUSCULE

    Silence and small sounds
    Nestle like peas in a pod
    Sharing is good – thanks

    Reply
  3. glendadoodle
    August 18, 2016 at 7:41 am

    Basho would rate this one

    Reply

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