March Wind

 

a wagtail I spook

veers from one buffet to the next

March wind

 

the clack of bare branches

lost in the swish of leaves soon

March wind

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These poems were inspired by a blustery day.  And, to finish, because March gales are clearly the exact same shape as a devil’s haircut, here’s Beck –

By the Flying Fox

 

by the flying fox

I felt her kisses brushed off

the first spring wind

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This poem was written in response to April 1, 2018, another great prompt at Seeds and Sand. The prompt and poems can be read here. Here’s the Flying Fox, looking quaint and English –

flying fox

And, to finish, here’s Rory Gallagher –

The Wind Looks Happiest

 

the wind looks happiest

in a blue flapping flag

– mid-winter

 

“I’m staying alone at Christmas,”

said the old cashier

 

in the singing tree

starlings outnumber the dead leaves

– mid-winter

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Seven Days Before Christmas 2017 #7 Christmas stress (meditation), another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s BB King –