by Mary Etta Mietcalf
the mist shrouds the trees and gives the lake a mystical look
gazing across the water you can just see the shape of a loon
it gives out its haunting cry as a buck and doe creep out to drink
there is so much serenity on the lake in a misty morning
thru the silence one can soak in the sights that takes the breath away
the beauty is beyond imagination even a painters brush cant capture
as the sun begins to rise the mist begins to fade clearness begins to return
there is so much serenity on the lake in a misty morning
you stand there for a minute trying to remember the sight you just saw
nothing can take its place the mist only shows in the early fall before the snow
the inspirations drawn from it somehow stays only within the minds eye
there is so much serenity on the lake in a misty morning
every year it draws you back like a magnet just to see the misty lake at dawn
when temperatures drop during the night and warms slowly in the morning
this the dream one has all year long waiting for the reality to occur again
there is so much serenity on the lake in a misty morning
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ABOUT THE POET ~
i write out of love for words....the style i use is free verse, where i can create who i am..., i began writing while i cared for my mother, who had alzheimers, as a form of therapy for me....when she died, the poetry stayed with me....now i write about everything....life...love....betrayals....philosophy...nature...fantasy and some dark poetry....where ever my fancy seems to be at the time....i use my personal knowledge and experiences with a lot of them, i am a very private person who enjoys my animals, my grandchildren, my children, when they let me, and the love of my life., several of my poems have appeared in the Taj Mahal Review and some anthologies....i have written three books of poetry, my first was my therapy book, all the poems i had written while caring for my mother called "When There Are Dragons There is Alzheimers". my second book "Through the Maze of Life" was the start of my growth, my third and most recent book is called "Thoughtful Whispers" poems of a growing poet.....my website is www.pegesus.weebly.com
Last updated August 10, 2011