Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Mist (poem)

Misting misty mist.
Sweeping swooping puffy looping,
vapor splendor mists oft spread,
graveyards' render mists of dread.
Tendrils tighten twirl dissipate.
Clouds conceal reveal amalgamate.
Fingers: thready, furled eddy,
lingers steady, curled, ready.

Once tried to touch it,
...but always missed.
Ever elusive, and rampant mist.

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