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 Category:  General Poetry
  Posted: October 18, 2020      Views: 37

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I am English. I love writing and reading poetry, it is my passion. I have published on Amazon "Dolly's Poems", and I am always looking to improve and learn from others. I look forward to reading your work, kind regards Dolly x

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A Sonnet
"Cicada Rhythms" by Dolly'sPoems

The forest has been silent . . . here they come,
as one by one they push the earth beneath;
cicada have the rhythm, as they stun,
like zombies start to scale the nearest heath.

In unison they climb the trees and branches,
discard their shell of skeletal remains,
and flex their wings, perform their little dances,
and no one in the forest here complains.

Incessant pitch, a piercing song repeat,
a billion new cicada swarm the skies,
and birds, aquatic creatures love the treat,
they gorge on them before the sweet sunrise.

These flying insects mate and have some fun,
they’re never seen again, ’til time has run.


Author Notes
The cicadas are insects that jump like leafhoppers and frog hoppers. They breed every seventeen years and over a billion of them hatch at the same time and emerge from the earth in unison, climb the nearest trees and shed their outer shell. They are then free to fly about to mate and lay eggs. They are often clumsy and are eaten by birds and aquatic creatures as they fall from the sky, and the feast is enjoyed by all. Those who survive, live for just a few days to lay their eggs and then die. They cycle is not repeated until another seventeen years have passed. They live on the east coast of the United States and Australia.

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