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Lightning strikes a tree,
Earth shakes from thunderous cracks,
Nature's raw display.
About the Creator
Field of the Fallen
Sunlight danced softly across the frost-crusted fields, making the little blades of grass sparkle like emeralds. The faraway chirrup of a songbird was the only disruption to the quiet of the morning. An icy chill, the last vestige of the dying winter, clung to the air, settling in a thick white mist at the far side of the open field. The heavy stench of decay hung in that mist, punctuation by the sharp tang of freshly spilled blood.
By A. J. Schoenfeld7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Your haiku beautifully captures the raw power of nature in just a few lines. The combination of lightning, thunder, and the shaking earth creates an intense, vivid scene. The brevity enhances the intensity, allowing us to feel the awe and primal force of the moment. Fantastic! ✨💥👏