Sandra Adams Poet Free verse

A Hazy Rise

misty eyed morning
the distance
across the horizon
spans further
than hopes and dreams
in swirls of emotionless haze

i thirst for more
than this fog
as it surrounds me
in solitary thoughts

i long to rise
beyond clouds
rising aglow
in dawn's first light

yet somehow
i just flicker
like a star
surrounded
in darkness 
of night

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John Hamilton September 18, 2019 at 5:40 PM Amazing writing Sandy, your descriptions of fog so intricate and delicate, imagery that paints the mind, well done! Sandra Adams September 18, 2019 at 7:10 PM Thank you John for such a wonderful reply...fog is bittersweet...i like the mysterious and eerie feel but i don't like the change of seasons that it's bringing ...i'd bask in summer forever if i could... hugs :)

Gershon Wolf September 18, 2019 at 4:57 PM The frustration is deep-seated---and felt deeply! Cheers, Gershon Sandra Adams September 18, 2019 at 7:08 PM Thanks my friend...foggy mornings bring with them change in temperatures...i am not ready to bask in the crispness of fall just yet... hugs :)

Brenda Chiri September 18, 2019 at 2:08 PM I'm with Chris your poetry tends to bring the reader out of a haze! Brilliant work my friend!;) Sandra Adams September 18, 2019 at 2:47 PM aww thank you...sometimes my poetry can pull one in that haze with me too... hugs :)

Chris Green September 18, 2019 at 1:34 PM I'm not sure I'd agree with flicker because your poetry always shines to me. This was wonderful. Your words enchant as they gently touch the reader. Loved this my friend. Sandra Adams September 18, 2019 at 1:48 PM lol...thanks for the uplifting comment and making me smile and giggle my friend...September seems to have many foggy mornings to fuel my pen...i guess it's the changing temps, one minute it's 90, the next 60...fog is so mystic, it makes one feel lost in the thickness i think :) hugs