wind falls –
immense stillness of rustled leaves
that stop falling
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.