© ChevrefeuilleCarpeDiem - Veranda 2014 |
love has
no bounds
despite
the blazing heat,
cicada sings
~
gasping
silence
broken, cicada
flicks her wing
© Tournesol '14
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Tournesol is still tilling the soil dans un jardin; slowly planting a seed here and there, hoping to see poetry blossom...a labour of love. This blog will host short form poetry such as Haiku, Tanka, Tilus, Lanturne, Shadorma, Senryû...
© ChevrefeuilleCarpeDiem - Veranda 2014 |
A nice set Cheryl Lynn ... I like that first one the most ... that second one gives me a feeling of sadness ...
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DeleteHmm, then I did not portray what I meant properly...the cicada in the first stanza is male and he sings to seduce the female; the female flicks her wing to respond; perhaps I should change it to
ReplyDeleteeven in silence
seduced, one hears
...flick of her wing