Whippoorwill (rewritten)

[Jinxy]

Whippoorwill (rewritten)
hopefully an improvement.

Childhood memories of
warm southern nights;
The rhythmic squeak of the
front porch swing porch's
in cadence with thousands of frogs,
cicadas and crickets createpick one, squeaks or creates
a raucous cacophony of pulsating rhythm. rhytmic cacophony is an oxymoron, this could be unintentional so I'm just pointing it out.
The whippoorwill is heard above the rest
repeating his name.
Such is the music of warm southern nights,
the harmony of life in concert with time.

Childhood memories,
Had the old man blinked?
The porch swing is gone,
along with the porch.
Asphalt lay hot in the sun,
where the shade tree once stood. 'The shade tree' is a specific tree that the reader was just introduced to? All trees are shady, not the greatest of terms. If it is an overly shady tree be sure to make that apparent.
Traffic noise, horns honking and sirens
has replaced the iambic meter of the 'iambic meter' doesn't really fit with the language used in the rest of the poem, it stuck out to me
whippoorwill.
So goes the music of warm southern nights,
the progress of man in concert with time. i like these two lines a lot, wrapped up the verses very well

Overall it is pretty good, i like it. =}