A Riddle (?): The Desert and the Cricket are Friends of Mine

Sugar in my veins;
I can freeze before the thaw.

When it’s dry… oh so very dry,
my body sheds it’s skin,
into a waterproof house,

And when the river flows,
you will hear my soft echoes
into the night.

In land or water or both;
what am I, when i’m proof
of the living dead?

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10 thoughts on “A Riddle (?): The Desert and the Cricket are Friends of Mine

  1. Answer below…. but could you guess before looking?
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    a frog 🙂

  2. Doug S says:

    I love the song that the thousands of peepers make in the spring

  3. Your prose are prolific and much cherished. Never stop.

  4. t h i n g s + f l e s h says:

    what a pleasure it is to be in the presence of poetry so alive and fun. thank you Tara. tony

  5. mihrank says:

    Tara: One of my favorites blog to read and read…Bravo!

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