Whip-poor-will’s call

quiet night

a lone whip-poor-will

calling your name

~

quiet night

porch chimes ring

in the breeze

.

a lone whip-poor-will

rising from dead leaves

its song, an eerie cry

.

calling your name

I shudder in my sleep

the forest quivers

~

My troiku is based on a fusion haiku inspired by two of Basho’s haiku. This was the Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #33 challenge—to write a new haiku inspired by Basho’s (available at the above link) and then to write a troiku using each line of the new poem.

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9 thoughts on “Whip-poor-will’s call

    1. I accidentally came across a recording of the sound and finally connected the dots. They make such an eerie sound and we didn’t know it was a bird…but now I’m fairly certain we’re hearing a whip-poor-will.

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      1. I do try to mimic what I hear. Kind of like train whistles short and long bits of sound. I’m not sure if they are waiting for a different response pattern… some though do fly away.

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