Cicada Serenade
sticky, sultry evenings of late summer droplets of sweat mingling in body crevices an open door offering no relief as the air hung heavy from weighted clouds the only sound, that of whirring fans and the serenading of cicadas as they make love before singing themselves to death Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Lillian is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse Poets
Oh–I can really feel this heat. And hear those cicadas! Great job!
Thank you Merril. So kind of you ☺️💕
Keep up with the good and informative post
They were screaming so loud outside yesterday. It was startling.😱
They can be incredibly noisy, I agree ☺️Their last hurrah, maybe. Congratulations by the way. Saw you featured on Spillwords. Your poem was tragic and raw and your story behind it, even more so. We write to sort out our feelings and to heal. I do anyway 💕
This is powerful writing here, Christine! The final lines took my breath away ❤️❤️
Thank you Sanaa. The Cicada story is a moving one ❤️
We once took a cicada for a ride! True story. We were visiting family in Chicago. At the time we lived in Iowa. They were inundated with cicadas at the time!!! We had our car parked in their double wide driveway. Next day we drove all the way to St Olaf’s College in Minnesota – our daughter was “college shopping” at the time. We stopped at a gas station to fill up – and decided to lift the hood to check something in the engine and out jumped a cicada!!!! 🙂
I also used to have them covering the screen on my window in the home I grew up in as a little girl. They can be quite a nuisance!
Thanks for the memories 🙂
What a funny story Lillian! I once took a locust to work on my windshield when I lived in Texas. That summer we had swarms of them because it was so dry. Ahh memories, yes! ☺️❤️
That final line… wow
Thank you Bjorn.
You really set the scene, Christine, with ‘sticky, sultry evenings of late summer’. I’m not a fan of ‘droplets of sweat mingling in body crevices’ and am pleased to say that this morning is lovely and cool.
Haha Kim. ☺️ Both our poems were seasonal but very different climates and creatures.
I love it! Very well written!
Thank you Dwight ☺️
You are welcome!
Beautiful imagery
Thanks Shashi ☺️💕
A very vivid image of a hot summer night. Love the way you’ve ended your poem
Thank you so much ☺️❤️
You’re most welcome