-09.06.20_21:50-

They trill in their thousands
Briefly over powered by
Bullfrog or car,
Singing ever louder
A carpet of sound
Growing ever closer
Pressing inside of my
Skull.

-24.03.15_21:07-

Away from the bustle
The wind moans
A feeble old man

I fell in love with a frog

I fell in love with a frog,
who was sitting alone on the banks of the Nile,
mooning over the premature decease of his beautiful wife.

He was sobbing his heart out,
his lips convulsed with woe, dripping emotion,
his chin atremble, the words buried in a raven black but deafening silence.

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-03.04.14_20:10-

I dread the day
The horny bastards
Are heard no longer,
World in decline
Preparatory birth pangs

Apples

By forgingpaths

i can still hear the crickets chirping and frogs throaty rumbles,

but something in the cool stillness of the air tonight

gives weight to the anticipation of tomorrow-

summer is slowly slipping to a close.