Misty Morning

Apr 07

Ms. Gormly

Misty morning

Sailing on the open sea early in the morning.

The mist surrounds me.

The wind is howling just like a wolf wood at the moon.

I fell free, gliding across the cobalt blue ocean staring at the sky

I stare at the deep ocean and sea fish of astounding colors.

I am at peace.

Tigger McMichael
Age 11
Killington Elementary School

Posted: 04.07.23

Apr 06

fiction challenge: Misty Morning

clarkclark

Save Me A Cup

When I was younger my grandpa would take me out on the lake in his old fishing trawler. We would head out in the early morning, right before the sun started to rise above the mountains, and we would wait. Grandpa would pour hot coffee from his thermos into a metal cup, and sip it as mist rose from the water's surface. Those early mornings weren't my favorite thing in the world, what with the cold, and the loss of sleep, but now that he's gone I can't help but miss them.

He passed two years ago in early spring. It was before the snow melted, so when we scattered his ashes they just stuck to the muddy frozen ground instead of blowing away in the wind.

Posted: 04.06.23

Apr 05

poetry challenge: Misty Morning

TheDemiDevil

Misty Morning

once again i am greeted by the familiar mist
bone chilling as you are,
you never fail to excite me.

though i cannot truly see you,
i trust you to guide me.

Posted: 04.05.23

Apr 02

poetry challenge: Misty Morning

wings of fire

Lake of Mist

When you wake up.

the cold air whisks around your face.

Fresh.
Walking down to the lakeside.

a thick mist visible on the clear surface.

You push your boat into the water and clamber in.
Your hands skim the icy surface of the lake.

you dip your paddle into the water.

Sending ripples into the crystal surface.
You descend into the mist.

it tingles on your skin.

but the early morning summer light rises.
And the mist recedes into the cold damp woods.

Posted: 04.02.23

Mar 25

poetry challenge: Misty Morning

Jennafyr

The Misty Lake

You always brought me to
the beautiful lake early morning
you laid down in the boat
as you were snorring, the sound
of birds chirpping while mom is
slurpping down her coffee it goes
don't mind me i'll be here when you
come wondering slow

Posted: 03.25.23

Oct 13

poetry challenge: Misty Morning

Matthew Vivian

Misty Morning

White, all I see is white, the mist
thick and heavy all I can see is
white, the sun peaking over the
horizon, beautiful is the one word
to describe this amazing sunrise.
It shines, but not too bright.
All I feel is happiness.

The water, so calm all you can see
is the little ripples splash up against
the side of the boat. You look straight
down and it seems like the water will
never end. The fish come up
to the surface and jump out
as if something nipped them.

The fishing pole, long and skinny, and
has a long string that goes on for
miles and miles. When you catch that
big ole flopper you better watch out,
because that pull could bend so
far it looks as if it would snap.

Posted: 10.13.22

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