Best Cicadas Poems

languid spring twilight
cicadas sing their night song
creation in view...

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for Paul

Summer, and the cicadas have gone mad, 
singing out their ending lives with the deafening din 
of a train that envisions the wreck. I, in my
wintering time have more enduring songs to sing 
in this "sad, old world," as my grandmother 
would say, walking...

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A fine-spun shell clings to the weed 
my arthritic fingers yank from soil 
of the same drab tinge.

My ears ring 
with the constant humm-m-m—
insistent joy—familiar music 
from thirteen years past.

Invisible cicadas sing as they mate,
unaware of their fate, 
unconcerned with the weight of time,
			
while my...

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swarms of cicadas
ravage the bloomin' orange groves 
u-picker scratches


May 26, 2018...

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psalms of cicadas
sink in the night—
the stars greet the silence...

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The cicada in autumn claws its love
Sounds against the glass door – I know
Love this way.  

These thoughts, upturned tables tossing
Contents, ours, mimic the grind of 
Violence sweet sugar, soot, love.

I don’t whose raspy voice 
Whose jagged-edged lips
Who raggedy broken tipped 
Claws life-splintered these...

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The front yard of my house in Tyler
There stands twenty three, long needle pines
 A insect emerges from the ground
And crawls up a tree in a straight line

When growing up we called them locust
But Cicada is the proper name
Straight from the ground they are like...

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The cicadas proliferate habits

   Are akin to promiscuous rabbits

      They have infested the land

         And its gittin' outta hand

           ...

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truths too ephemeral
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Cicadas are a pretty bug 
They live under the ground 
Every seventeen years  they come 
Up from where they are found 
They go up in the trees to mate 
They make a funny sound 
God made the Cicadas too 
Thats nature balanced and bound...

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cicada magic
happy chirping on cornstalks
july orchestra...

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seventeen-year wait
cicadas’ sweet serenade …
tinnitus is cured...

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underground secrets
suppressed for seventeen years 
no wonder they're loud

written June 2, 2018
Magicicada by Maureen McGreavy...

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Scratched music of hillbilly washboards
From the scraping wings of the Katydids
Aloft in the Oaks
Reborn each night just beyond dusk
After the cicadas finish their warmup act

The Katydid return is glorious

Their little sound so loud
It overwhelms
The alarms of main street stores a block over
And the roar of...

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Throughout the day of torrid heat
As twilight draws its curtain down
Cicadas make music pulsing beat
Melody of summer throbbing sound.

Together chorus of seasonal refrain 
Resonance through midnight air
When summer rain soaks their domain
Insects will hide who knows where.

Where do they shelter from downpour?
Crawl under green leaf...

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