crickets rub their raspy knees
quiet of the night
Something is up. I haven't heard a chicken crow, cluck or even belch for the longest time. They were in the grass this afternoon when I walked down to the road to bring the trash can back to the house.
Did you know the sight of something, or what something looks like is the most frequently written about sense? The second most frequently written about sense is sound. For your poem today, can you write about the sound of something? As I'm sitting here writing, I can hear my tea kettle boiling, my clock ticking, my refrigerator humming and my computer keyboard keys clicking. What do you hear? I hope you have fun writing about it.
You deserve to be happy. Make it so.
Dear Joy,
ReplyDeleteYou bring joy to many people. Thank you for your fun way to view life!
Love, Joan
Same back at you, Joan. You always put a fun, happy view on life.
DeleteThank you, Joy!
DeleteOoooh. This is lovely. Thanks, Joy!
ReplyDeleteGood to see you Rosi. I hope your new year is going great.
DeleteRaspy knees--cool sound!
ReplyDeleteDon't cricket legs have lots of little hairy barbs on them that they scrape together to make their chirping sound? Maybe I selected a rasp to represent this because I was using a power drill to make pilot holes for screws when I was hanging new blinds on my window this week. I was really proud of myself to be able to do that.
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