Poems on the topic: cicada

Poems on the topic “cicada” on Poets.by.

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Dave Bonta

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ancient seabed a sudden roar from the quarry higher pitched than my memory first cicada which tree will be today’s gnomon great grey slug I just found these coral fungi less than 50 feet from my front porch. Why don’t I ever go back here? I muttered as I crouched down to take a shot. Then I stood up and saw all the poison ivy. That’d be the reason.
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ContemplativeDave Bonta

Primary school

Children in the woods: at first I mistake their distant yelps for coyotes. When did I stop climbing trees? Views are best when seasoned with a little terror. Once I found a dead cicada, stuck half-way out of its former self.
SadYone Noguchi

The Passing of Summer

An empty cup whence the light of passion is drunk !- To-day a sad rumour passes through the trees, A chill wind is borne by the stream, The waves shiver in pain ; Where now the cicada's song long and hot ?

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