Thursday, 17 November 2011

November PAD 17: Revealing

Today's Prompt: Write a poem that reveals something 


Today's Poem:

REVELATIONS

The morning fog hides nothing,
yet we search through it

to find our way.

It clouds everything
and we wait for it to lift,

but yet it is there for us to see.
The thick gray tones of a morning,

reveals the silence,
the eerie, the same world

in its subdued, cottony way.



Today's Ponderings: I am gearing up to conquer this weekend. I have enlisted my Moleskine notebook to ride in my back pocket (so to speak) so that whenever the moment strikes, I can retain some of my ideas. I did that last year and it helped me so much, I don't know why I did not keep the routine going. Enjoy "Revelations" by Audioslave:



2 comments:

  1. I love the fog and I love this poem. - Moskowitz

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  2. The fog is such a mysterious (pun intended) phenomenon. I love it too. Thank you for commenting :)

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