
The evening birds chirp
haunted tree-borne echoings
foretelling the dusk.
Tired twilight lays
on jagged mountain pillows
its eyelids heavy.
A quieting cold
Settles into the dark earth.
Time seems to stand still.
Written in response to the Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge to write a haiku including two words: Chirp and Twilight
Very nice
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Beautifully written.❤️
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Beautiful!
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