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Cicadas' lullabies.

In Summer I would sit
under the trees,
of my aunt's isolated dry land,
on a hard blanket
of oversized pebbles,
where I used to eat peaches’
juicy amber flesh,
to quench my thirst.

I would hide for hours
and listen to the snakes skin
sliding away between the stones.
Craddled by cicadas' lullabies,
I would tune in and sing
about honeybees and lavender
with a mix of words freshly baked
from early morning conversations.

Everything there, was
perfected, through
my childhood eyes,
words transformed
into colours rich paintings.

Then my songs would amplified,
from lungs inner dream,
with a smile stretching
on smooth freckled cheeks,
and I would run down the arid path
so fast (that I would lose a sandal
sometimes both)
to get hold of a warm cookie
before my brother and my cousins
would come back from the field.




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  • Tatiana Thaele
    October 13

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    Wow. I know the feeling. the simple joy of getting away from a large family, while at the same time as a child experiencing the world so purely, so intensly. Very beautiful poem and well derserving of its medal. Well done!


  • Swan song gold member
    September 21

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    The last stanza was nothing less then pure gold I enjoyed that and can relate to your childhood very well!!!! Thank you for your entry


    • Starswhispers silver member
      September 21
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      Thank you ever so much for this wonderful comment and for the gold, I loved this contest because it was about positive childhood memories for me it had to be about my numerous holidays spent at my aunt's plantations (peaches, apricots, pears, apples, melons, aubergines...) and a bit of farming with sheeps. Thank you to allow me this flashback.


  • penman gold member
    September 18

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    Wonderful

    What a great write. And so very creative. Such fond memories. Best of luck in the contest

  • ea silver member
    September 18

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    Now I see where your new avatar comes from. This is a lovely summertime memory to which any country kid can relate. The only suggestion I have is that I think the "would" before amplified can be ommited. Seems like a great entry for this contest!

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