Mizzled Morning Poem by Paul Brookes
Mizzled Morning
Autumn came in sudden gusts of leaves
which whisk and rustle at the door
skies lead shaded water filled
streak rain across the windscreen
the hills lay under a pal of mist,
their green blanketed
another moist mournful morning.
'skies lead shaded water filled streak rain across the windscreen the hills lay under a pal of mist, their green blanketed another moist mournful morning' - a beautiful description of an autumn morning.
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4/25/2024 2:54:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful word choice imagery Paul, beautifully depicting a 'moist mournful morning'. Top marks, I would have been proud to have written this. We are in Spring now but an Antarctic blast is expected to hit the country over the weekend, so Saturday from 11 p.m. till Sunday 6 p.m. is expected to be stay at home don't go out severity.