#304 of 365 – 3 Haiku

3 Haiku


helicopters fly

in the sky’s darkening moods

storm clouds are coming



clouds, mean and heavy

silent sky, dark and choked up

unable to cry



my face―older than

I remember it being

the last time I looked


About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, jewelry maker, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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