by Sharmagne Leland-St.John

And then she heard the cicadas sing
A distant melody, a cacophony
Of buzz and click
A summer symphony.

When the millet first ripens
And golden thistle is in bloom
At dawn and dusk
He serenades his mate.

The tymbals of his tummy
Buckling, reverberating,
Belting out his ancient song
An aria of love.


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