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Mystic Mist
Green green green,
The flat pasture fields
The blue mountain rise behind.
Light mist floats between
And the river run sidewise
'Tis so calm , 'nd serene
No human might ever harm
A goldfinch of early spring
To the soul a chanting balm
I see a fluttering wing
High up in the sky
The skylark starts to sing
The due time to sigh !!!
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The yonder dog is barking
Among the grazing sheep
Lurking quite in the oaks
Where the herd used to sleep
Its quite calm, so quiet
The distant plains expand
In the deep fog of Mt Wolf
A heaven's muse is sent
Where The Mystic Mountain stand
It seems that time is stream
Flowing from past, now, and then
The spirit is as omnipresent
As sacred Nature we love to pen
Published 31st Jan 2024
Author's Note
Written from real experience, on the spot
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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31st Jan 2024 7:51pm
You always manage to capture moments so well, and this is no exception. Well done.
1st Feb 2024 11:46am
Thanks for being here with more tonic words and uplifting presence,
Hope you are safe and thriving as well.
I write from real experience on the spot, like impressionist painters
i take the first impression as the most truthful and sincere one to transmit into poetry....little is refined and brushed at home..
Hope you are safe and thriving as well.
I write from real experience on the spot, like impressionist painters
i take the first impression as the most truthful and sincere one to transmit into poetry....little is refined and brushed at home..
