The Song of Jerome
The Song of Jerome
Jerome, a young cricket,
grown strong over summer, chirps
his loudest and longest to lure Lilah,
his chosen, to him, only him.
his chosen, to him, only him.
His wings, up and open, send his calls
sailing to the shy siren's shrub. She hears them,
comes closer, and he courts her with a new song
in a voice low and private. Jerome's chirping
sailing to the shy siren's shrub. She hears them,
comes closer, and he courts her with a new song
in a voice low and private. Jerome's chirping
persuades her to choose him, only him.
Later, in the meadow, all the Gryllidae
cousins hear “My love is with eggs!”
Jerome's song of copulation joins
thousands of others as couples commingle
all through the night, the hot August night.
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Author's Note
This is the first poem I've written about a cricket.
Other stories by Nonnie Augustine
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Nice way of looking at all those chirpings "grown strong over summer" *
Lovely image of a summer night. *
Good animal/bug poem. We stretch the categories in groups.
nice one
Sweet. I wanted some connection to St. Jerome, but the saint was a decidedly different character. I prefer the cricket.
It is good to imagine the lives of others.
I love orgy stories. *