poetry by j matthew waters

chorus practice

cicadas alive and loud
sounding off above and below
sunny treetops
sublimely casting wavelengths
across the heavy air
noisily rhythmical to anyone
subconsciously dreaming of
reaching faraway places

august two thousand fifteen
copyright j matthew waters
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