The song of the cicadas swells upon me,
Beating wings drum louder and louder
And then drift off into the tree branches,
As if off to serenade the heavens.
Caw caw caw squawk the black birds
As they circle the tree tops,
And the croak of the tiny frogs
Are barely heard in the surrounding rush.
The same warm breeze that tickles my skin
Sways the oak leaves to and fro,
A tease in the breeze. A shimmer, a shake,
A dance through the tall pines,
And it is done.
As the sun seeps into the west,
The cloak of twilight drapes
Itself across my shoulders.
Feeling like a part of the process,
I take comfort in slow shifts.
One by one. They quietly emerge.
Some brightly stand watch
While others flicker and sway
To the song of the cicadas.
I could hear the symphony as I read. Beautiful.
Strong imagery, very good!
I enjoy this. You bring me into the sight, sound, feel, of the experience. Thanks – Bill
Summer nature in all it’s glory. Excellent.
I loathe cicadas when I first moved to the East Coast. I can’t say I love them now, but I have come to associate them with summer.
A beautiful surround sound. Thank you Suzicate, I enjoyed it.
wow,
your poetry shines through!
To be in touch. To feel the world.
Nice one. 
You took me to that place in this one. Nicely done.
Absolutely stunning. You’re a poetic force to be reckoned with! You’re also linked!
Love this one!
I got totally emerged in this one, Suzie!
I could so clearly see, hear, and FEEL every word as you spoke it.
Brava, dear lady!
You are sooooo talented.
X
Wow.. your poem took me right to the spot that inspired you.. amazing
from fireworks from your sister’s page to calm and serene at your page. You have a gift of intertwining words and nature…my mind’s eye loves it.
Such a reverent ode to nature in all her glory! Just beautiful Suzicate!
You are truly gifted Suzicate. Mean it.
Mindy
Great job. Made me feel like I was home.
LOVE this one! Well, I love all of your poems, but I really love this one!
Beautiful! I admire your poetic talent. Tanks for sharing.
Of course, I meant Thanks.
It makes me want to go outside and listen and breathe and be.
Lovely flow and rhythm. I had to read it again out loud. I do that with any poem that strikes my fancy.
aw- takes me back to evenings in Texas
What a lovely, serene picture you’ve shown us here. Very nice… Heartspell
Just lovely, conjuring up so many images.
Ear—SMILE—Ear
That is me right now. This just left me smiling from ear to ear. I love this, even though I have a big goofy grin on my face!
This is a beautiful, and calming, poem. Great post.
I loved this so much, Suzi. It flows so well, and it really uses all the senses… Loved it.
sounds like a lazy summertime evening, accompanied by the sound of nature. what a pretty poem!
I really don’t get how you come up with so many beautiful poems – to have that sort of creativity! Which reminds me, I owe you an email!
Beautiful and touching…the way you create words is just amazing. I love coming here
Hugs ~ x
More great poetry! You are so talented.
SO beautiful. We all really are part of the process of nature unfolding, arent’we?
Umm, the cloak of twilight upon your shoulders — how perfect.
Thank you, lovely Suzicate!
xo
Reminds me of a few years back when the cicadas were swarming and you could hear them sing all day long.
Thanks for sharing,
This is quite an amazing poem. Do you live in the south? In Tim McGraw’s Southern Voice he sings about cicadas, but I’ve never heard them.
Yes, Southern born and bred.
We often found the shells they left behind, after the symphony was over. When it was quiet. The “feet” were sticky and we had to work to pull them off the trees.
We noticed a strange ceramic cicada while exploring for antiques today. We started talking about their sound…it’s the sound of late summer. I love it, find it so comforting–although it can almost be deafening! Beautiful poem, Suzicate.