Mist Poems - Poems about Mist

In summer's heat, where vibrant blossoms sway, A storm awakens, darkened clouds align, The thunder whispers secrets of the day, While lightning's flash reveals the past's design. Beneath the tempest's wrath, my heart takes flight, To memories concealed in shadow's veil, Each droplet falls, a tear of lost delight,...

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In a forgotten corner of the world, where silences stretch like a carpet of mist, My thoughts wander among the ruins of lives scattered by the wind, Reminding me that wisdom and madness dance hand in hand, Like two shadows merging under the pale light of an eternal sunset. In the silence of an endless night, I contemplate the...

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oh, the mist on mountains rising to meet the clouds swirling like ocean waves land shrouded in a veil . .. secrets of plumes misty that the morn' will reveal...

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When leaves drop heavy as unsent Letters upon the dampened earth, I taste the copper in cold air— Your warmth dissolved in autumn's dearth. October fog wraps ash-grey threads Around the words we left for dead, Each syllable a weighted stone That settles in my chest alone. But winds grow cold where shadows climb, Where promises dissolve in time, And hours spill like wine uncorked— Each...

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Why do I love you, dreamer born from the morning mist that rises to the sky, Who coils around my chest like blue smoke, like a vine, Embracing my temples with your gentle touch like a boundless sea, Why do I love you, delicate woman, like a blade of grass that cuts the moon in halves, Letting it sink...

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In the silence that wraps around me like a mantle of silver mist, I step lightly, Without the need to prove anything to anyone, without the desire to seek validation, In that sacred space of the soul where the echoes of the world dissolve into silence, A place where my story no longer needs to be told, nor...

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The simple truth floats like a cloud of mist in my mind and yours, you don't know how to do this, and your silence sings of ignorance, and you can't do many other useful things, for they are like stars too far away, it's the fault of the way you were raised, a thread of destiny in the...

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my crescent moon whispers softly as dusk fades to dawn and a soft mist settles the morning rolling in AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Submitted on June 26, 2025 for contest 1393 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention...

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Halos In The Mist Golden rings of dim lights. Soon to fade after dawn from night. Cobblestones staggered down a crooked path astray. Halos in the mist acknowledge a mystery. Haunted places with roaming ghosts. Halos to lemon quartz allures. Fluent lights circles. Take a stroll in the abandoned dark. Just pondering past vivid shadows....

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A hush falls soft on waking land, Where silver threads through silence stand, The trees half-dream in veils of white, Bathed in the breath of fading night. The sun, a whisper on the hill, Spills golden ink, yet all is still. The world in pause, a sacred hush— The mist moves slow, the day won't rush. Each blade of grass wears nature's lace, Each...

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Misty roses, red with pink haze, orange lilies; Lilac promenade. Purple pansies on the porch, dusk soon to carry the torch. 'At last' roses, peach chocolate cosmos, shrouded, Yellow daisies smile. Gardens loved to distraction, yet hold a strong attraction. Blue irises, blurred and black cherry carnations, near green hydrangeas. Subdued belles wear nature's veil in hued dawn, of small detail....

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One day, I will leave on a path of mist and dreams, to an unknown place where silences whisper eternal stories, into a secret mountain hidden on the maps of my heart, where the shadows of the past dance under the gentle sunset. One day, I will leave with steps of wind that carry my desires, with a suitcase full...

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The grass blades wet with morning dew, beads of water glisten within a sparkle of sunlight. All is calm within a morning of tranquil peace grace and solitude. Moments before the day awakens with life bursting forth its' hustle and bustle loud, crowded and eagerness. Life is good, enjoy the moments... diamonds in the mist. ...

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I smiled when I saw The figure in front I ran to get close But only hugged smoke...

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Every drop of mist being vapor list it riegns rhythmatic beats Falling on lands flowers and trees following some encamping bound to the ground Drip Drop Misty rain drops transparency mist 5/23/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025 ...

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