I had never heard this word before 'windstill' Common in Pensylvania. It inspired this poetry.
Windstill © Subtle silence Windstill trees await the next message on the air Windstill not a whisper of birdsong not a leaf-rustle intrudes as it falls fluttering down to the ground The wind has departed beyond the next hill leaving in its wake Windstill Will it return? The breeze dancing amongst the leaves to the tune of the forest Shall the still wind haunt amongst the trees? or come roaring back, shrieking? Windstill
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