De mystified for M'Lady Kenji

a poem in Iambic pentametre and triplets

 

 

Demystified

 

 

The mist persists, it will insist

it has the right to block the light

with trailing wisps of dirty white.

 

The mist is wrong and it will learn

to leave when it has served its turn

Because the sun will rise and burn

 

 the remnants of the mist away

There is no way that it can stay

 once the bright sun comes out to play.

 

The mist defeated has to go.

It leaves reluctantly and slow

 but where it goes I do not know.

 

It will return with fall of night

lurk in the darkness hid from sight.

 Unless outlined by the moonlight.

 

The silver light makes it appear

to be the ghosts which cause men fear.

But they will quickly disappear

 

When banks of cloud obscure the light.

Be re-absorbed into the night.

to their dismay but men’s delight.

 

The mists persist they wont desist

as long as day and night exist

 and if they did they would be missed.

 

The moisture which the mist supply

 the plants trees drink thirstily.

Without the mists some plants would die.

 

1-Jun-08

 

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