cicadas sing their song of love
deep in august heat
now are still
those that wait
lie buried deep
waiting for the earth to warm
This is a poetry,prose,Haiku and writing site
Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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3 comments:
I tried Haiku just for two months now and the way i see it, I am not even on the 2nd step..
Nice poetry, I'll be a constant visitor of this site from now on.
Here I sit in Tropical North Queensland Autralia, a chorus of cicadas chirping in the rainforest outside my window...! Lovely !
Wonderful Melanie
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