Linger

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Misty moonlight,
drifting in trees
The weight of night,
asking to stay
Dawn marches on,
chasing the stars
Darkness fades out,
giving new light

Morning Mist in Bath, England
Photo by: c.b.w. 2005

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Special Note: This poem also marks the end of the  Writer’s Digest 2013 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge. I wrote these lines in response to the November 30th prompt, write a disappearing poem. They just happened to fit perfectly with the photograph I was planning to use for this week’s Sunday Abroad. I love it when that happens!

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c.b.w. 2013

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