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The sun and cicadas broke through the clouds

Roasting on Tuesday, thirty nine degrees
then clouds, cool and rain
two days and more and yet
I heard the sun emerge today
Yes the cicadas burst out in song
chirr chirrup chirp
with night a choir of crickets
took up their cacaphonous song
dropping off one by one till now
one hesitant chirr remains
no answering call his resolution fades
halts resumes fades
reminds me somewhat of me
in seeking
He's stopped

Not unlike him
My chirruping ceases
If someone comes too close.
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Posted: Jan 30
About this poem:
Just life, sweating here a little this warm summer night. Jan 30, 2021

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