A mist like none other came rambling in
on the warm, jagged breakers of the Gulf
giant rollers; great, undulating waves
toppling all over one another
This was no fog
no, those were felt many times
lingering on mountain passes
in the valleys and caves
No, this was something else altogether
alive, thick and enveloping
From the top floor of a white stucco building
trimmed in baby blue
the view was like none other
When the feeling hit with a suddenness
it overwhelmed
suffocated, almost
Collapsing onto the bed, just as the telephone rang
the sound muffled
answering with, “I’m just so tired…”
“I bet you are,” the caller responds knowingly, with a smile.
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Author:
Goddess of the Mist (
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- Category: Surrealist
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Comments2
Beautifully written and most magical....love the last stanza........
Oh I'm so glad you enjoyed that part - thank you for letting me know
Obviously, because of your name, I had to read this one first.
A wonderfully written and a beautifully immersive poem here, and the lines of dialogue at the end; made me smile.
Brilliant work, have a good one and please do take care.
Thank you for being so kind, and for checking out my poem. Please take care as well!
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