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Tuesday, September 25, 2007

MISSISSIPPI SUNRISE MIST - HASTINGS, MINNESOTA

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Mist arise through brilliant light
Slowly clear from shrouded night
Offer visions through the pane
Allowing me to sleep again

Brief delay from clarity
Softly rise to comfort me
I am not ready yet for day
With harsh detail and waiting ray

Wash this trance all over me
Cloak my vision
Set me free
To dream with my illusions


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3 comments:

Lady Broadoak said...

Ken, can you send me an email addy?

Man, you and I would get along SO Well!

I grew up with a painting of the spiral bridge in Hastings in my living room, seriously; but due to circs WAY beyond my control I am living Toronto. My grandfather was the engineer (the working one) for the Mendota Bridge ..

Your blog is just TERRIFIC! Man! Thank you!

ladybroadoak.blogspot.com

Redbeard72 said...

Your poem has put the picture to shame, thanks.

Anonymous said...

In this brief moment in time,
I thank you for your help.

In a world of chaos and confusion,
a helping hand is a warm embrace.

In a world that can be unforgiving,
a bright word, a helping hand can make all the difference in the world. It offers hope where there was none.

In a world that can be unforgiving,
a chance to make a better life and to help this world we live in is a wonderous gift.

Thank you for caring and taking the time to help people who come your way and ask for help. It makes all the difference in the world.