Mist

A Poem by Toni Blackerby

Its the way i see fog

Walking into the morning fog.The cold mist caresses my face.The smell of fresh cold,wet air fills my soul with a calmness .In the distance i see a flashing light, It comes closer ,and closer. It makes its self known to me, it is my savior coming to take me to the promise land,to make me whole again.Then maybe one day the mist will clean my soul once more.

© 2012 Toni Blackerby

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Toni Blackerby

No one read this poem its not good

Posted 12 Years Ago

Amanda J. S.

I like this, but there is some things that disturbs the flow of it :-(
If you like, I can edit it and message it to you?

Posted 12 Years Ago

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12 Years Ago

its good

12 Years Ago

I'm glad :-)

12 Years Ago

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Added on September 8, 2012
Last Updated on September 8, 2012

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Toni Blackerby

lewisburg, TN

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Im very.......weird but I love to write. but there will be some mistakes cuz I aint that good :) I hope you like my stuff. Also please do not judge me on the way I look I know im not much to look at b.. more..