Lulled moments

Music as the sun goes down

Music as the sun goes down

Lulled moments

Lulled here a rain pauses once more

Only a few seconds, then a band of

Gusts of wind rifling through their tops

Silky-oaks bending between each blast

Landfall made upon a sparse area

A wait on the weight continues, holding ones attention

While the wind songs whistle their rising tunes high above.

6 responses to “Lulled moments

    • Here on the back to a terraced ridge, the initial gusts cut through at a couple of hundred feet above, and then the lights went out. So I missed writing about being in the heart of it, of wave after wave to its horizontal dominion, the way it shattered houses like watermelons in a hale storm. Yes it an orchestra of gusts machine gunning through….

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