Day 25 Wind Spirits – Haibun Journey View from my Window

As I watch out my window, hundreds of brown leaves flee across the lawn before the wind. Mischief is in the air today. The electricity flickers on and off, as I watch the wind force the trees to dance. A large blue tarp goes tumbling down the street. It takes a turn and pirouettes across my lawn, barley skirting my fire bushes. After a last tumble across my neighbors yard it promenades down the street and out of sight. I hope it wasn’t one of ours. The wind laughs as I turn away.

mischievous wind
playing havoc
umbrellas whisked away


wind spirits
quaffing our hair
in outlandish styles.