I stand on the hill
Watching the sun disappear
Into the darkness.
I wait for the moon
To rise from the horizon
And end the darkness.
But light doesn’t come
And dark clouds take over the sky
Black the conqueror!
The hill sounds like
Silent cries of dying hope
And the light never comes.
This is a Haiku Chain Poem
Black the conqueror
Oct 22, 2023
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60 words
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1 minute read