‘Windstill’ ~~~In Honor of National Poetry Month
Windstill © by Trisha Sugarek Subtle silence Windstill trees await the next message on the air Windstill not a whisper of birdsong not a leaf-rustle intrudes as it falls fluttering to the ground The wind has departed beyond the next hill leaving in its wake Windstill Will it return? The breeze dancing amongst the leaves […]