The Sounds of Summer Nights
The nights are still and quiet,
Until you listen to the silence.
It's then the parts that make the whole
Are clear for ears to hold.
Like cream from milk
They separate and give us
Something to savor,,,
Each are ingredients in the recipe
That makes the sound of summer.
A dog is barking in the distance
As a pack of coyotes yip and run.
Leaves are rustling softly,
In a rare and short-lived breeze.
Neighbors are outside talking,
But, their words are distant chatter.
Now, laughter tells me they are happy.
And then, a truck drives by,,,
His radio plays an oldie I remember.
The underlying sound of crickets
Chirping can be heard.
They taunt the birds that chase them
All the day.
Their song doubles as a celebration of life
And a challenge for tomorrow.
Light flickers from the window
And TV is the cause.
I can't make out the program but I'm sure
That she'll soon call.
I hear the back door opening...
Copyright © Ray Dillard | Year Posted 2010
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