Cicada Haiku
Poetry by Stephen R. Clark

Cicada I
Sleeping underground
you sense the sleepy silence
of summer, then rise.

Cicada II
Your skin shed clings on
as you crawl higher or fly.
Stop. Coded buzzing.

Cicada III
Summer mercury,
blood red, filling the glass tube,
brings heat and your song.

Cicada IV
Aliens beneath
naked summer feet and sun
awake and conquer.

Cicada V
Strange skins cling on trees,
witness of resurrection
from years underground.

Cicada VI
Like us you live most
asleep in the darkened earth
awakening late.

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