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Waking to dawn by the mist

What I love about this time of the season
Are the fogs, mists and dews with reasons-
Be that; as soon as the sun wakes from west,
And there are no fabrics over my chest,

There is this sensation I get from the fogs
When they get me misted by cold windy slogs.
Striking me through my wide open windows,
Waking me up to the dawn, from my pillow

It feels like life has not an atom of troubles
And days are easy like Sunday mornings.
It has this freshness and smell of a good wine
Especially when the environment is serene.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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2 Comments

  1. roseinfullbloom says:
    October 26, 2018 at 4:57 PM

    I find it very strange that I know EXACTLY what you’re talking about. This speaks to me in a way most poems cannot.
    That sensation of the change of season from scorching heat to the nibble of the cold on your skin first thing in the morning.
    I love this!

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  2. Vin-X says:
    October 26, 2018 at 7:19 PM

    I actually wrote it while experiencing it the very morning i posted this… This kind of a poem well appreciated when experienced..

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