Free verse, a Limerick and a Haiku for the day.

A glimpse of yellow
Amidst the dreary, grey skies
Ancient cries foretell

Darkness creeps closer
The yellow fades, darkness wins
Ancient cries fulfilled


In the grey skies a glimpse of gold
Ancient cries, foretelling of old
Dark messengers near
Our fate now is clear
Death’s tale in the leaves, truth be told

Haiku (18 words):

A fleeting yellow
Grey skies hide ancient whispers
Cries foretell our fate

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