I can hear them now, those Katydidds, in the shrubbed woods at twilight. A love nest amonst nature's beauty and of course the best sound of all, that creaking bed. You certainly have a way with words! Quite literary! I notice that your work doesn't get the attention and comments it deserves. My sense is that perhaps the message at times gets lost in the words. I'm not suggesting you dumb down, but your not reaching as many people as you could!
OOOO AHHHH, a summer tryst! I know your writings cause i get to see them first hand before everyone else, and I know how good they are... HEY! WAIT A MINNIT! I DID NOT EVEN KNOW YOU IN AUGUST! So this isn't about me... hmmmmmmm? never mind still love ya ne ways ben
I like this a lot thank you. Instant memories of half-forgotten nursery and nonsense rhymes that always seemed to make sense whatever the weather. August is the perfect backdrop for these noises and whilst the caps at the start of most lines (to me) act as something of a dam in the flow, the overall construction and language make for a gentle punt under overhanging willows. There are some well chosen words but I would try another word for the second sing maybe, because it jams a bit right at the start. Why not dance - after all, their din is the result of a dance of sorts... What would I know? Lighter shades of Jabberwock... I do know that I like this though. Later, K
Cleo, this is too good! I like the two first-line-similarity, it works well. Some of the home-grown slang's over my head, of course, but it doesn't detract, just makes you wonder things like: "wonder what a tange is?" It's got the three musts, a great start to hook you in, a good story, and a killer finish. You can't ask for more than that, I'm very impressed. Five Stars! Be Happy Graeme