Showing posts with label late summer cicada. Show all posts
Showing posts with label late summer cicada. Show all posts

Late Summer Cicada

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Her pointy fingers
Pricked me to attention
Where I watched
A late summer cicada
In a depression of
Honey locust branches.
Its tail shook like a
Chemehuevi rattle
As its wings clapped
Friday’s sun into the sky.

Late Summer Cicada was written for a Poetry Postcard project in August.