Is the cicada a poetically beautiful creature?

The hum of the Cicada was over a decade in coming.

Memories of them humming their farewell in the last

stages of their lives.

Being lulled to sleep by them in the country at Grandma's

is a treasured memory.

Very imaginative, Elys, in the unique originality

of your prose.

Unbelievable. Second poem in a day about Cicada's

and both good poems. These creatures are like small

Ptaradactyls, beautiful sound but not so sure about the

way they can expand their torso. Congrats though,

good one for you Elys.

As for beauty I can say yes but as for sound the droning of those notes irritate man ears. They are born for one thing and that is to mate. Very good.