Poetry

Amidst the mist

weathered tales unfold
dense fog, grey and uncaring
sulks through sighing trees
lovers stoll, their path
eternal and undisturbed
unaware the sun shone here
once upon a time
as the story goes

What do you see # 155- October 10, 2022

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For the visually challenged reader, this image shows the scene of a forest. One can see a couple walking in the distance through the hazy fog.

-Eugi

featured image – Image credit; Shahzin Shajid @ Unsplash (altered)

Published by Eugenia

“Do you ever wonder why things have to turn out the way they do?” ― Nicholas Sparks

83 thoughts on “Amidst the mist”

  1. Your piece reminds me of the time I saw a full point buck in my neighbors yard… in the mist – we both looked at each other for a bit and then he went on his way 😀

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