southern gloomy clouds
shedding misty tears along
my traveling route
Misty
I have a couple invitations
To the same old soirée
Would you believe me if I said
It’s not until May
But I’m already planning
On drifting far away
I’m like mist, simply moonkissed, Irish goodbyeing my way around the world
I’m like mist, I won’t be missed, saving my time for an empty guest list
I’m like mist
345, I’ve never felt so alive
Walk right through me, Idon’t mind truly
There but not really, no impact if I fall
Wouldn’t have the gall to step out of place or show my face in this awful overcrowded place
I’m like mist, simply moonkissed,Irish goodbyeing my way around the world
I’m like mist, I won’t be missed, saving my time for an empty guest list
Im like mist
My own bliss
Right here
Staying near
To no one
Is my own kind of fun
Making a list
Of everyone
Who will notice
Checking it once
Checking twice
Have to be concise
For fear of stumbling
Misty misty
They won’t miss me miss me
In their dreams their dreams
Maybe tomorrow
But we all know
I’m like mist, simply moonkissed,Irish goodbyeing my way around the world
I’m like mist, I won’t be missed, saving my time for an empty guest list
Im like mist mist
Many a morning I wandered
as a cloud along unchartered paths
smiling at stiff mountain peaks
challenging my momentum.
Droplets of mist glided gently
along edges of glistening leaves
fresh from nightlong sleep
wrapped in blurred blanket.
Tall trees stand majestically
paying tribute reverentially
as starlit canopy brightens
with blooming radiant dawn.
Songs of birds afloat in sky
spread wings casting a spell,
as jocund spirit sways amidst
magical cadence of tranquility!
Mow, mow let me out of this place
I want to go and hunt til I’m off my face
Put the birdies, the mice’s and the rats in their place
Watch out your gonna die
Misty puss is back on the fly!
Tears don't fall upon my face
They soak my soul
For being the strange, foolish one
pushed aside
Hidden in the world of dim-lit shade
as the other, always the other
Leaving me lonely in a world of billions
Where I sit and stare out of panes of glass
covered in falling rain
Alone with my confusion of what it all means
Withdrawn in a darkness that buries me
with my wounded soul
Filled with introspection that feels cold
and unwanted
Lost in dreams of broken glass
spread before the path I walk
barefoot and bleeding
Chasing years forgotten, living years unknown
Searching the horizon for answers
that never comes
Surrounded by a misty realm, with my eyes of pain
from a world I'll never comprehend
Seeking redemption for my soul
from another time, another place
Wanting to pass through a time I've yet to see
Listening to the unbroken sound of tears
falling upon my soul
That walks the winding staircase, bringing a lamplight
of truth
So its flame can spread light on the hilltop of my unknown
Misty morning
Under a canopy
She sits quietly
Happy to be alive
Relishing in nature's bounty
Oblivious to the cold
Open to what comes
Managing the monsoons of the month of May
Sturdy mushrooms making the best shelters
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
loneliness
in a busy room
dark gray clouds
threaten rain
birds singing, a flash of sun
can't help feelings
The cat flap snaps back and Bagheera appears,
swishing her tail and pointing her ears.
She tears up the stairs and mounts the beam,
to perform her athletics like an Olympic scene.
Night of Fog
A misty night, so soft and deep,
The fog hangs low, where secrets sleep,
The world is hushed in silence
Stars are hidden far away
Streetlights glow with blurry rings,
Time for misty dreams.
In my dream, a porthole of misty seas, I find myself anew,
My skull, a closed shell, from the shell of a celestial egg,
Together with you, I recreate you from the clay of memories,
Blowing upon you the eternal kiss of desires.
We rejuvenate for a millennium while God rests,
Allowing our souls to bloom in the dandelion of humanity,
A corporeal flower, intoxicated by hallucinatory longing and living water,
Drowned in thoughts, living your new, unrepeatable eternity.
Just as life dares to transport its soul into a corpse,
We chew words spoken before the dawn of destiny,
Foaming fortune in the fire of what was given to us,
In the spring rains, my love, our destiny will sprout.
My love will bloom even after death, within you,
In a dance of eternity, under the star-filled sky,
Dreams will guide our steps on the mysterious paths of the heart,
Wandering through metaphors, in search of the sublime truth.
It's nothing more beautiful in
The world than misty rain
As it falls lightly from the sky
It overpowers your senses
And soothes your body
Relaxing you, giving you a feeling of
Tranquility and peace of mind
The stars were misty
In my days of innocence
where imagination explored possibilities
The stars are no longer misty
in my days of gray
where I've passed through the internal turmoils
of civilization and its illusions
burdened by being a pawn in the war
between the concepts of good and evil
Frightened that the universe
is no more than what I see, as I move closer to death
and realize faith is a tool, stained with the blood of millions
a collector of treasure, dressed in a disguise of deception
I cry for my ignorance and the souls lost in religious wars
I cry for the fate that awaits me
and the mask I wear to my grave
Where I'll pray...that the universe is more than what I see
Pain holds its insistence pressed against me.
I dream of a misty, selfless new morn ~
soft as maternal skin ~
easing me free with a true smile
to greet a
sweet day born!
Beckoning heart for rest
God's haven offers peace*
soothing gloom midst blest bliss
quieting weary soul
tired of woes, drenched with tears
for vibrant hope that reigns.
*2 Thessalonians 3:16 Now the Lord of peace himself give you peace always by all means. The Lord be with you all.
July 8, 2025
4th place, "SOME KIND OF MISTY" Free Verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud; judged on 7/11/2025
Out of the blue, noticed
The haunt of soulful eyes
Aging eyes with wrinkles
But the same vibe and charm
Sunken eyes grew misty
For sensing same ardour
Place: 3rd
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