“Scribbling to write!”

‘The Mist’ – my own versions presented as a poem.

The lie consumes me

Like the engulfing mist

Swallowing all that exists

Degrading every breath

Into silent pleads!


Warm kisses and the smell of coffee

Fingers entwined

Years lost, blown away

Mist giving way to the mountain peaks,

To our love and longing!


Aching heart

Quiet but resilient

Misted with tears

Beats again

To announce its existence

Even when no one cares!

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