September 29, 2009

Mists


Pearly cold mists
draped over trees,
a thickening fog
hanging all over the place.
Creeping and crawling
slowly it goes,
watch it play it’s little game.
Chilly testaments of a fading sun
and lingering fogs
cling and glitter across
dappled greens sinking into a fiery gradient.

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