Carrie Richards Poet Free verse

Oblique

A feckless mist came out of nowhere,

to blur the fresco of my dream,

and frayed the edges of my sorrow, with no regard for where I've been.

How often have I searched the night,

to hear the voice that calls to me, to trace the outline of a smile,

or once again recall the face, if only for a little while...

Yet, somehow the mist eclipsed my dream,

and schemed to take it all from me




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For "Through The Mist" contest, sponsored by Nette Onclaud
By Carrie Richards 8/21/14

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Gail Roberts October 13, 2014 at 7:29 PM Love, this. Powerful imagery for me.

Nette Onclaud August 31, 2014 at 10:50 PM such a compelling write with artwords that make me throb, carrie.. thank you for gracing my contest and congrats!

Jan Allison August 30, 2014 at 12:26 PM Carrie this is simply stunning many congrats:-) hugs Jan xx

Kash Poet August 24, 2014 at 2:45 PM Amazing :) :)

Richard Lamoureux August 23, 2014 at 8:00 AM For me I have vivid dreams that somehow vanish into the mist as soon as I awake. My wife remembers her dreams in great detail.

Carolyn Devonshire August 22, 2014 at 6:14 AM Bravo for the Soup's free verse master. I doubt any entry could top this. I feel relieved when the mist "eclipses my dream" as nightmares are a problem for me. It is always a blessing, though, to see the faces of lost loved ones in dreams. Love, Carolyn

Faye Gibson August 21, 2014 at 6:13 PM Outstanding, Carrie.