Mist

…and I wrap myself

In my worn cloak of loneliness,

As I watch the suns rise

On other horizons,

Watch the stars fall on shores

I’ve shared.

 

The mist wafts across the ground,

Erasing my footsteps,

Masking my path.

I am gone.

Forgotten.

V. Elizabeth Clark

Photo: Foggy Beach by Michael Thomas

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About Essplus

Amateur photographer. Writer. Foodie.

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