Morning Mist

Following on from my sunset, this was the morning after.

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Morning Mist (right)

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Morning Mist  (centre)

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Morning Mist (left)

In the spectacular silence,
Misty fingers reach out from the riverbank,
Touching, mingling on the water:
Two lost souls come together,
And start their journey
To a secret and private place.
No longer alone,
They disperse as One,
And a New Day begins.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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6 Responses to Morning Mist

  1. colinandray says:

    Your first line says it all! I love early mornings. The “night life” has retired. The “day life” is not totally awake. There is that moment of peace when you can just absorb the surroundings. Wonderful!

  2. Heartafire says:

    beautiful pictures and words, lovely!

  3. Reblogged this on pensitivity101 and commented:

    Reblogging this from 2015

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