Mist the mind

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    Mist the mind

    Mist the mind over
    With damps foggy dew
    Slide like a tidal wave
    Over the rocks and
    Drowning in merriment
    Tell me I am not alone.

    Hum through the carpet
    Nudging the undergrowth
    Call out the bad names
    To curse every mite
    Spin me something
    To crack me up.

    And helpless with laughter
    Drop down the mount
    A highland waterfall
    Searching for love…

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    Thisstarlight’s Poems (11)

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    The Poet's heart 0
    Mist the mind 0
    You love me in my dreams 0
    Life's little treasures 0
    To the broken hearted 1
    The moments 0
    The improbable possibly 0
    Slice of beauty 0
    Points of perspective 0
    Metaphor your heart in a poet's pain 0
    If love was beyond a dream 0