For my prompt at Wednesday Muse
Night Music
“And the night shall be filled with music…”- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
in the summer night I listen
to the cicadas singing to the moon.
down the road apiece
a dog howls in response.
the sound of my breathing is loud
in comparison.
the moon and the stars listen to the music
of it all and say nothing
kanzen sakura 
Jul 25, 2019 @ 16:10:37
Such a gorgeous close on this one, Toni! ❤️
Jul 25, 2019 @ 17:07:52
I love any poem with cicadas in it. This is a moody piece of brevity, leaving me a bit sad, but happy that the moment passes upon the second reading.
Jul 25, 2019 @ 19:36:47
You have described summer nights of my Midwest childhood and making me remember how much I enjoyed the sound of cicadas.
Jul 25, 2019 @ 20:29:38
oh there’s much left unsaid here.
Jul 25, 2019 @ 20:37:48
And yet I have said it all
Jul 25, 2019 @ 21:06:23
I love cicadas singing to the moon. Beautifully written.
Jul 25, 2019 @ 21:59:59
The stars and moon have heard it all before, nothing is new to them!
Jul 25, 2019 @ 22:12:59
This is lovely Toni, and the last two lines are a brilliant closing.
Jul 26, 2019 @ 03:23:44
The music of the night is something else, Toni! I love the final lines.
Jul 26, 2019 @ 09:00:53
They say nothing, but I wonder what the moon and stars might think about our earth’s nightly music!
Jul 26, 2019 @ 13:34:14
This was a captivating read Toni. Thank you for sharing it for OLN,
Jul 26, 2019 @ 15:33:38
This is enchanting Toni.
Jul 26, 2019 @ 22:58:18
Just lovely!
Jul 28, 2019 @ 09:29:02
I especially love the stillness in the final image.
Jul 28, 2019 @ 20:12:18
I love night music and you have portrayed it to a tee.
Jul 28, 2019 @ 23:39:23
Yes, I too love the stillness in your last image. It reminds me of so many nights growing up in farm country.
Jul 29, 2019 @ 12:44:28
You have a magical way with description when it comes to sitting, watching and listening to nature. I am in the serenity here with you….the wonderful calm of the night.
Jul 30, 2019 @ 20:45:24
Me: Unlike the moon and the stars, I cannot say nothing when I hear music like this, summer night filling the ears, framed ironically by celestial silence.
Moon and stars: (Shhhh…. Lona…. now just listen).
Me: ^^-