Black skies fade to blue
And warmth replaces cold air.
The Moon goes to sleep.
Blue skies fade to black.
A cold chill comes with silence.
The sun's work is done.
Silent black skies shine
With the light of burning stars.
They come in plenty.
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Author:
Pita (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 30th, 2025 13:27
- Category: Haiku
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Comments1
The cycle of day and night painted in this poem. Very nicely done
Thank you!
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