DisguisedA Poem by Geralyn MillerWOTD #60Misty morning light, draped in diaphonus fog Hides the ugliness.
Trash strewn empty lots on the seedy side of town Look almost festive.
Dawn works miracles, sparkles on the dewy mist, shrouds the rundown world. © 2010 Geralyn MillerAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on December 6, 2010 Last Updated on December 6, 2010 AuthorGeralyn MillerPhoenix, AZAboutI was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..Writing
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