Nonet: The Calm

The storm was still more than twelve hours out
but the woods hung still and silent.
There was no rustling of leaves
and the birds were voiceless.
Yet I could still hear
in my left ear
mosquito’s
whispered
buzz.

8 thoughts on “Nonet: The Calm”

  1. “voiceless birds”

    You certainly have to wonder what is up when you don’t hear the birds singing. Your poem really spoke to the quiet before a big storm. I could feel the silence.

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