Watching Early Morning Valley Mist Rise Poem by Terence George Craddock

still a few less warm colder memories endure
waking before dawn stand to later morning
watching early morning valley mist rise
slow time in slowly earth warming
time like patches of white smoke
from campfires within tree line rising
on a hillside beneath a ridge slowly sun

warmed a good two to three hundred metres
distance time mixes in mist in white smoke
rising mist illusions imagination stirs
in gentle breeze stirring morning
to walk to tree line to walk within
to commune with campers at their campsite
morning fires within tree line to know

who they are know they feel how
their morning is going what plans
they have made but reality knows
only disappointment waits within tree line
there are no campers to commute
with early morning valley mist
rises from earth within tree line

creating an illusion of campsite fires
smoke rising within tree line a few white
low clouds have awoken near the ridge
near the tree line to imperceptibly rise
in morning time to be warmer midday
sudden mist cloud gone all these many remote
valleys have differing light sunrise sunsets


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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