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A misty day , A poem By : Paul Laurence Dunbar

A Misty Day 4A Misty Day
A Misty Morning on Glencommon hill, County Kilkenny
Irish Landscape Photography : Nigel Borrington

A Misty Day

By : Paul Laurence Dunbar

Heart of my heart, the day is chill,
The mist hangs low o’er the wooded hill,
The soft white mist and the heavy cloud
The sun and the face of heaven shroud.
The birds are thick in the dripping trees,
That drop their pearls to the beggar breeze;
No songs are rife where songs are wont,
Each singer crouches in his haunt.

A Misty Day 1.

Heart of my heart, the day is chill,
Whene’er thy loving voice is still,
The cloud and mist hide the sky from me,
Whene’er thy face I cannot see.

A Misty Day 2.

My thoughts fly back from the chill without,
My mind in the storm drops doubt on doubt,
No songs arise. Without thee, love,
My soul sinks down like a frightened dove.

4 responses

  1. Beautiful images as always Nigel and you always manage to select beautiful poetry to go with them. I love this one πŸ™‚

    May 6, 2014 at 1:38 pm

    • Hello Norma πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

      Thank you , thats lovely πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

      Very pleased you enjoyed the post !!!

      May 12, 2014 at 8:26 pm

  2. Hello Norma πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    That’s a lovely comment , thank you and I am very happy you enjoyed the post and commented πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    May 6, 2014 at 9:31 pm

  3. “That drop their pearls to the beggar breeze;” Love that.

    May 8, 2014 at 7:03 pm

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