The other day a friend of mine was talking about the sounds of summer here in the midwest. She was telling us how in Indiana it is even louder than here in South Dakota and I told her that I had actually written a poem about that very topic.
Right after we moved here from Montana I was sitting outside listening to the night and I came up with this little thing. So in anticipation of the warmth to come, I give you--
The Noisy Night
Oh noisy night so full of sound
Why are there so many bugs around?
The crickets sing, the other things click
It's so much noise it makes me sick
Oh noisy night without the cars
It would be nice to watch the stars...
In silence, in quiet, in peaceful contemplation
Instead I hear your insect nation!
Oh noisy night, should I complain
If your little friends outside remain?
I don't mind as long as I don't see
Your creepy, crawly creatures anywhere near me.