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The Web Poetry Corner - Fred Mason - MIST.

MIST.

by

Fred Mason

Mist...a changeling island in the sky.
Flat...Level...Like egg white in a pie.
As daisied meadows to a hillside cling.
Images of candyfloss to me bring.

Born in the early morn only to expire before noon.
This greyish white nothingness,will,soon,
vanish 'neath sun's warm gaze.

Tree trunks and tree tops are all one can see.
Veiled by mist.Indefinitely.

M...I...S...T.

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