Dawn

The world is still all is quiet colorful clouds linger before the sun a pink hazy light is cast upon all that can be seen rain falls softly light, clean, pure in this place nothing moves or changes nothing lives or dies everything is it's own existance this is where you'll find me in this hidden world neither a dream or reality... By Morgan Mise Written December 30, 2011

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Curt Mongold

Date: 1/8/2013 7:49:00 PM

Lovely expression of a time of day I rarely get to see, the surrealisitic atmosphere of the moment is captured eloquently in your free verse style. At times, it surely feels as if time stands still, doesn't it? Thanks for your comment on my work Curt

Morgan Mise
Date: 1/8/2013 7:53:00 PM

Thank you very much. I just write what comes to me.. It sure does. And no problem, it was wonderful. :) Morgan