Dancing Through The Trees
Blustery wind blows, gusts of wind swirling. A Haiku
Gusts of wind swirling
Rushing through the trees with force
Swaying branches bend low
...
Leaves flutter wildly
Shaking as in agreement
A chill in the air
...
Trees creak in the breeze
Fields of wheat rustle and sway
Blustery wind blows
...
Squalls of thunder clap
Rain pelting down in dense sheets
Nature's power revealed
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Naya Lizardo
Travel addict, writer, knowledge enthusiast and poetry dabbler. I write about relationships, mental health, and social issues.
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This story is a continuation of the Tales of Ezok that began in "The Precipice." Reading this story and its companion "Whispers and Whisps" is not required to enjoy this story, but they will each add layers to the character we see here and I would be remiss to not mention them at the very least.
By Stephen A. Roddewig3 days ago in Fiction
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