For the first nightingale

For the Daily Inkling Midnight prompt.

Clear sky

full of stars

beneath the trees

the air still sun-warm vibrates

with the crickets’ trill

and high

mocking the silent stars

nightingales sing

loud and strong

music cascading from bird throats

full to the brim

with spring.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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