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The Frosty Dew ~ #poetry #winter

08 Saturday Dec 2018

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img_3196What lies beyond the forest mist

Comes closer, if you whisper

Your breath, exhale, the frosty dew

As the air becomes much crisper

The path behind you disappears

No footsteps can you follow

Walking through the fog, just you

Staggering, as you wallow

In the stillness that surrounds

Stop now, inhale, and feel it

Winter’s frozen drops abound

In the fog that does conceal it

 

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Through the Glade ~ #poetry

10 Saturday Nov 2018

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She walks like a feather

Afloat through the trees

Mesmerized by the light

She approaches with ease

Unaware of what’s hidden

Still she cannot resist

With soft, silent footsteps

She is lost to the mist

Hears it beckon to her

Child, be not afraid

And she glides ever closer

Through the dark forest glade

 

 

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The Mystery of Milmonyville – #poetry #SeptemberWriting

13 Thursday Sep 2018

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Hidden in the fog, with the morning light

Maniacal mysteries, and terrible frights

No people to see, at least no one living

Milmonyville, was a place, unforgiving

Tragic tales, of murder, filled the town

Claiming the men, who didn’t back down

Nefarious carrying on, in the streets

You best run now, go on, use your feet

Hightail it out, of the land filled with dread

But be careful where you step…

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Or you could wind up dead.

 

September Writing Prompt – The mystery of Milmonyville – Day 13/30

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Dense Speculations ~ #poetry #AugustWriting

16 Thursday Aug 2018

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I couldn’t help but wonder
What lies beneath the fog

So tightly packed together
Right through it, I would slog

Making my way across it
Not knowing what’s hidden below

But that would just be stupid
Still, I’d really like to know

Perchance, what’s underneath
Is a secret, and I should wait

Or maybe there is nothing
Perhaps, I shouldn’t speculate

This usually causes trouble
Lord knows, that’s not what I need

But, maybe, just a little peek?
Seems it’s me who’s dense, indeed!

 

August Writing Prompt – Dense speculations – Day 16/31

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The Fragrant Fog ~ #poetry #AugustWriting

01 Wednesday Aug 2018

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A mist, rolling off the meadow

Carries a fragrance meant to please

Each droplet of water caresses

Every inch of the forest trees

Blanketing the russet leaves

Wrapping them in sweet embrace

The fog, though, soon will vanish

And the waking sun will grace

The colors, and beauty of nature

Once hidden in a veil of mist

Now drenched in dew, delighted

Aroused, by morning’s first kiss

 

August Writing Prompt – The fragrant fog – Day 1/31

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