Evening
Winter’s evening sun /
caught in dead, curled hands — oak leaves /
falling toward the night.
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Autumn bats hanging down /
painted white with falling snow /
clutching hope for spring.
Autumn bats hanging down
Filed under Haiku to You Thursday, Photo by author, poetry by author
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