Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

The Fog – #Dark #Poetry

Stillness Whispers All Around,

Delicate,

Imperceptible,

Incongruous Sound;

The Hush Speaking softly

Of Another Place and Time;

Bending Perception

Through Inharmonious Rhyme.

The Fog Enwraps From Every Side,

Closing In,

Drawing Out

An Indiscernible Cry;

The Mist Breathing Blithely,

A Leviathan of Olde;

Enshrouding Inexorably

With Inescapable Cold.

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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by Demoness Lilith

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