Haiku 054/365 Posted byLeanna BagganMarch 1, 2025March 1, 2025Posted inPoetryTags:haiku, Poetry, poetry community, slice of life, weather, writing The wind is whipping, long gusts, wish I was trippin’ I feel it on skin. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading...