When brief blows the wind

Leaves, living though hanging still

Dance to whispered songs

When calm hangs the air

Fallen leaves await the breeze

To lift them anew

As it is in life

We're carried by winds of Fate

Longing for the tune

This is my entry into week one of the PoetsPub 4th Annual Biggest Competition Ever. It's also the first Haiku I've ever written. I like to try new things, and had thought for a while about doing a collection of poems, so the competition was a great way to flex my poetic muscles, though my fiction has been described as poetic on many occasions - something I take as a huge complement.

I knew what Haiku was, but had to research more about it, to hopefully do the form justice. I'm delighted to say my poem came third place!