It is
the whisper of
wind, rustle of dry leaves,
creaking of damp branches in the dark,
silence.
Today's poem is a Crapsey's American cinquain (five lines of 2, 4, 6, 8 and 2 syllables)
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Ambedo
PoetryA collection of poems for The National Poetry Month 2020. All in different forms. Each a learning experience. 🏆 First place in Azurite Awards (Moonstone - Poetry)