mist

A Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)

title says it all

Mist!……..

A magical word…
Conjures memories
Images…
times of life

Dimly seen
Through veil of wonder
Memories…pleasantries
Times of strife

Scarcely shrouded
As in life it seems…
Laid bare…Then clouded
In mystic dreams

Unclothed …then covered
Through fog discovered
Yet backlit softly…
Through moon’s misty beams

© 2012 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)

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J.J. NIGHTINGALE

Absolutely beautiful ... touches soft and tender .. Lovely

Jasmine :)

Posted 13 Years Ago

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David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)

Las Vegas, NV

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Born in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more..