#SOL19: That Song

What is it about noise that sometimes will interrupt your sleep?

Three nights  in a row, thunder rolled and roared for over an hour straight. No hyperbole.  60 minutes (or more) with less than five seconds between booms.

Was that what was keeping me awake?

Nope, it was the song.

The song that those males make.

Specifically made to attract females.

And being nocturnal critters, it was all night.

They are attracted to dampness.

Strike one, we’re close to a week of flood watch status (that is stretching the truth),

But it seems like forever.

Strike two, each of those critters sings a song.

To their friends inside.

And their friends outside.

Tomorrow, I will research to find out if there is anything that attracts them.

Or anything that will kindly entice them back outside.

Until then, another night of crickets rubbing their back legs together,

Singing that song,

So loudly that it interrupts my sleep!

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8 responses

  1. Oh … that reminds me of Cape Cod. Every year a few get into the house and 20 people are up searching in the middle of the night! I do think it must have to do with being damp – it is always damp there. You might need a nap …

    1. Amazing how noisy even one silly cricket can be when inviting all of its friends to the party.

  2. Nature is wonderful and interesting! If I can get through the initial rumbling of a storm, I sleep well no matter what is going on outside.

    1. I don’t ever remember the constant rumble that I was hearing. But, yes, that did not interfere with sleeping!!!

    2. It’s always interesting that the rhythm of rain is often soothing and yet the “critter” noises keep us awake!

  3. It is amazing what sounds can interrupt our sleep. I can sleep through thunder. It doesn’t wake me at all. A cat hacking a furball – that is a different story Gets me up all the time.

  4. It’s the birds in the morning that always get me! This poem feels so nostalgic to me- like an old-school “What Am I?” riddle.

    1. Thanks, Grace. I was trying to delay the reveal!

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