spring song in darkness

here in the south, it is the time when spring peepers sing the hallelujah chorus in every ditch, pond and puddle. their voices
swell,  ebb and flow beginning @ around dark-thirty.  later,if you happen outside in the cool night air, they're still partying out there...
as in every living being's life cycles, this is their window of opportunity..... "hallelujah! hallelujah!" ....an orgy in each puddle.
on some nights the warming air keeps them at it at such frantic levels, it actually gets louder, fuller. a great wild party full of pheromones, and lovesongs , wild dancing.... been there, done that . and a very
good time was had by all.   'nuff said...

i have written my twitter haiku about this very subject . latest  this AM: 

flies, women and song...
these tiny  little peeper guys
have  got it made.

i find a sort of perverse pleasure in hanging this daily haiku practice on the newest, shortest and most superficial, self-important, e-quiktrick medium yet..... we think and communicate in shorter and shorter byts. 
the concise haiku form fits quite well.  they're 'Hi-brow tweets' (is that an oxymoron?)  
what has become of us, who still actually write stuff in notebooks!
twitter is fluff, it is simply "much ado about nothing"---but if i can write for a year, i might have a book deal outta it... hah!
an entire year of daily "what am i doing right now "  .....which is haiku. 
enjoy the spring singing.    right at this very minute, the hallelujah chorus is being sung on NPR!!    

vty, J_lea

p/s  if you haiku, too.  my twitter name is  'ndawnis'    an ojibwe word for daughter. come out and play.