Wind Falls

 

wind falls –

immense stillness of rustled leaves

that stop falling

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This poem was written for Carpe Diem #611, Sylph, spirit of the wind, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And if a haiku ever turned into a pop song then it might sound like this one by The Beach Boys.
 

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12 thoughts on “Wind Falls

  1. Well now. I had no idea that the Beach Boys did “eerie”. But — eerie it is. As is the haiku — almost like “silence of the lambs” — except in the forest. o.O Nicely done!

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