The mist does drape the distant hill
And grips the bleak and ghostly skies,
With silence for the morning still
Across the field and meadow lies.
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Poetry soooo picture perfect, spectacular imagery, another - masterful work of art! ! ! My best regards Andrew! ! *10*! Friend Thad
Wordsworth would have doffed his cap to you; for whilst your rhythm, flow and vividly accurate descriptions equal if not surpass his, yours also carries an engaging, question-begging message. Top marks. t x
A beautiful descriptive write Andrew, mist drapes the distant hills here today, your poem always brings nature to life, thank you, 10 Lynda xx
You have combined the foggy November thoughts in your mind allegorically very well with the mist that drapes the distant morning hill...a poem as fresh pure and original as the morning dew...10