Crickety Chords

But my view is obscured by opaque sheets of gray

The night is so loud, not quiet as I believed

Tensions among the crickety chord ring

Songs of love, hate, and faith are told

To every ear willing to sit and listen

Luminous, nearly green lights twinkle

Among the tree tops and against the sky

Fireflies

The crickets continue with their vigorour tarantella

But, alas, it's time for me to depart