From the Mist (Rictameter)

by Kim   Feb 15, 2006


Falling
Ever so soft
Upon the jade green leaves.
She waits, forlorn, for the moment
That her lost soul is ensnared by the mist
And the branches dance in the rain.
Brought back to life by hope
And no longer
Falling

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  • 18 years ago

    by Darien

    :)

    Well done Kim. I am proud of you

  • 18 years ago

    by Simon Hayes

    Superb writing! You're on a roll tonight. This is truly spectacular poem!!

  • 18 years ago

    by Melissa

    Nicely done, beautiful poem!