A Cricket Sang Good Luck Comments
I sat against your knees all night.
I watched the sun rise in your coffee cup.
In all that time you never spoke to me.
I think I must have cried a thousand tears.
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Amazing structure. You can see the meaning in the piece beautifully. Stunning bit of work.
Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned from the heart. Thanks for sharing.
Some moments are speechless. And some are priceless: were nice if the cricket could've work his magic once more.
Indeed powered and propelled by jocund thoughts Ms. Nivedita UK
'The morning rises white against the pane' Rachel Ann Butler
Here I add my admiration for a job well done. Adeline Foster
Oh how many suns I've watched set in coffee cups and how mant tears I've cried into empty teapots. this is such a strong message about not losing something important through lack of communication thank you Sandra may your cricket always sing good luck 10 Paddy
So moving was this cricket's song it brought tears to my eyes - - you have the gift of poetic narrative which reaches the heart of every reader my friend.... this will long stay in my heart, and it goes now to my favourites...... Fay.
wow.. John keats said 'And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. ' well this one describes the wailing sound of the crickets... but your one makes a sweet sound to the ear indeed ma'am, anyway in the modern world we have to sleep under the wailing quires of hedge crickets indeed.....nice 10+++ with love shan
Glorious lyrical work Sandra. The image in the coffee cup did it for me. 10 Karin Anderson
how days go by, from dawn to dusk- waiting for a dear one to acknowledge our presence, at times too late. however, a wake up call in some form may make us realise what we have and have not appreciated. beautiful poem, with wonderful images. Sandra you are amazing. Warm Wishes Mamta
this poem took me away to my childhood........ crickets, frogs...they made wonderful symphonies... but now where did the vanish? how can i show a cricket to my little sons... they extinct in front of greed of men......... this is a requiem to mother earth............
The votes say it all: 19 perfect tens! You have a great lyrical gift, coupled with having something important to say... this one will stay with me for a long time. Thank you.
Your words communicate so much in a gentle style that doesn't command your attention, it beckons and we listen. You paint an image almost like a Sumiye painting, the broad strokes are there and our imagination fills in the rest. I so enjoyed reading this poem. And just wanted to let you know of my pleasure. Peace and harmony, L&T
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