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Barbara Writes

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Cicadas Sunrise, Sunset

At the sunrise of a new day,
she rise to the heavens
from the heart of the earth


After seventeen years hidden away
she emerge from her nest

in search of a mate

Cicadas
a beautiful creature
finds her mate somewhere in time

Then dies before the next sunset


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Submitted by purplemoondoll on 21 January 2008 - 9:12am.
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I really like

the description and the beautiful images/story created here but I have to ask - who or what is cincadas? Sorry if that thats a little dense :)Kaz

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Submitted by IKnowNoBox on 21 January 2008 - 8:04pm.
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Circada a member of the locust family

the females produce a vibrational hum they are found on the east coast of the states and I witnessed circada they come from the bases of trees when you squeeze one we would get a tickle like a shock.Wonderful Poem for a fasinating creature.

In ink,
dabbler

Submitted by purplemoondoll on 22 January 2008 - 10:51am.
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Thanks Dabbler for the

Thanks Dabbler for the clarification. You have captured this beautifully Barbara :-) I look forward to seing more!

Kaz

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Submitted by Barbara Writes on 22 January 2008 - 1:26pm.
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Thanks Kaz & Dabbler

Thanks for the wonderful comment and thank you dabbler for the clarification also. I never heard of this creature before weirdelf challenge me to write a poem about this her.I thought it was a spider since we were talking about spiders. After checking the dictionary on my computer I new it was not a spider. I didn’t know what it was, so I wrote the poem based on what wierdelf says it does in it habitat, which I tought was facinating.