Monday, May 30, 2011

Song for Memorial Day, 2011

It's sunny this May, and cicadas,
The 13-year kind,
Jitter incessantly.
They thicken the air with their high-pitched calls for mates,
And, to them, I'm only unnoticed collateral damage.
But their drone is the drone of innocents,
Peacefully living out their heritage.
Not like the drones my taxes pay for,
In a habitat far away.

Magicicada sp

Magicicada tredecim

No comments:

Post a Comment

Blog Archive