#100Poems: Number Eight

rumbling
rumbling
thundering
storming
rumbling, rumbling sky
sounds from a thundering, storming sky.

#100Poems: Number Three

Twilight spreads its cover —
a blanket of stars
twinkling in the azure
expanse of evening.

Too dark for day.
Too light for night.
They compete for attention
as they slowly ignite the sky.

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