Persistent Nuisance,
Persistent Nuisance.
The morning mist lingers til noon
and shows no sign of lifting soon.
The air is still, no wind today
to drive the wretched mist away.
The sky a dull gunmetal grey.
We will not see the sun today.
The mist remains all afternoon
As though it’s waiting for the moon.
Tomorrow may bring good fortune.
Then I shall sing a different tune.
To the sad one I sing today
Inspired by a sunny day.
Which will not let the mist persist.
I am quite sure it won’t be missed..
Saturday, 12 March 2011
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kath
Your haunting rhyme filled with ghostly shadows spins it's way through this wonderfully woven verse. Let's hope for sun tomorrow, to lift these clouds of sorrow. :) k xxx
Your haunting rhyme filled with ghostly shadows spins it's way through this wonderfully woven verse. Let's hope for sun tomorrow, to lift these clouds of sorrow. :) k xxx
Do not despair for brighter days are always on the horizon. Nicely written piece my friend.