Writings in the mist.

Writings in the mist.

Written by Louise E.

In the mist of morning,
I see a tree standing.
His branches frozen.
By the dew upon them.
It gives it all,
A mystical outlook.
Like no one has been here,
For ages.
As I now lay eyes,
On these trees.
And picture them,
I feel the unity,
With these beautiful,
Giants.
That has been here,
For so long.
And they grow,
Taller and taller,
To the sky,
And the ground,
Deeper and deeper,
Inwards to mother earth.
What a beautiful,
Life story they tell.




Poetry by Louise 55
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Written on 2017-07-27 at 11:43

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This flows nicely :)
2017-07-30


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Louise. Nothing like being alone surrounded by trees. Gently bending to a gentall wind.
Ken
2017-07-27