(black field cricket image from agpest.co.nz)
Cricket orchestras play in late summer. Instrumentalists hide in road ditch grass, crawl along out buildings, sneak into farmhouse basements. Symmetrically speaking, you could fold paper cricket crisply, like a program, from antennae to tail spikes. Don’t be surprised when common cricket dresses up in gloss black for the evening concert. The koorogi orchestra tunes as more players join in. Buzzing music crescendoes into a grand symphonic sound.
chirrups with his wings
hope hops ~stridulates~ for mate
listens with her legs
Listening to the music at dVerse poets pub with Victoria tending the bar.
a poem in my pocket 
Sep 17, 2018 @ 09:09:13
I know all about the orchestra of crickets. I have tinnitus and it sounds like a four-part harmony in my ears. 🙂 Love the haiku. ❤
Sep 17, 2018 @ 11:21:35
Thank you, Nancy…at least it’s harmonious 😉
Aug 21, 2018 @ 20:44:23
I so enjoyed the evening concert Lynn ~ Love the perspective ~
Aug 22, 2018 @ 05:41:26
Glad you stopped by, Grace…thank you. (Sometimes my comments won’t post on your blog.)
Aug 21, 2018 @ 15:11:31
As Kim said: delightful! 🙂
Aug 21, 2018 @ 06:33:19
Would love to hear those buzzing crescendos 😁