Ingrid Bruck is wild flower gardener and a poet inspired by nature. She lives in Amish country in Pennsylvania. This site shocases selected works by her.

Cicadas - Published by: The Unbroken Journal


Cicadas arrive a month later in the northeast than the southwest. In Texas they are raising mayhem by early July, they have a longer time to deafen all who live nearby with their strident calls than in the northeast where I live. It’s late summer when cicadas hatch in Pennsylvania, climb trees and start making noise. By then, birdsong has gotten quieter, mating and nesting slowed down as birds prepare to migrate and the insect pulse moves to high volume, a fill-in for the missing day-long bird conversations. Cicadas fiddle their wings and make a racket. Loud vibration wells up and down in whining waves,a screech without words that blends together like people toning in meditation.

whirring cicadas
mariachis serenade
outside my window


Date Published:  July 1, 2016 

hospice & junebugs - Published by: The Skinny Poetry Journal

Unhook the birdhouse - Published by: Quatrain.Fish