Misty Day


Vapour rises and forms strange figures

Behold how they sway and shift

The sun vanishes in a miasma

And a sudden chill rustles black branches

Reaching towards the sky


Bewildering forms spin and shift

Lulling you into a trance

Murky and obscure


Don’t lose your way and

Wander into the unknown


There is no danger

But the haze conceals

Mysterious trails

That lead nowhere


© HMH, 2022







4 responses to “Misty Day”

  1. Debi+Ennis+Binder avatar

    HI Hanne,
    As is my way, I waited a while and reread this. The first impression was stronger! I was there, feeling the mists. Your poems are so magical. I love how the cadence shifts unexpectedly at times–in this poem it sort of felt like I was being pulled around with the mists. Just loved it!

    1. Hanne H avatar
      Hanne H

      Am so happy to hear your impressions, Debi! It is always so reassuring to know that I’ve made the impression I set out to do.

      1. Debi+Ennis+Binder avatar

        Hi Hanne,
        Well, you’ve seen where my poems go (the Riddle Tree) so all I could do was either be jealous (ok, a teeny bit) or enjoy your creations. I chose the latter! I’m furiously working on Summerbird’s Quest, so all can read the wonderful Riddle Tree riddle. I have three alpha readers, but only one is actively returning any comments, so this might drag out a bit longer. People!

        1. Hanne H avatar
          Hanne H

          Oh, Debi! Don’t be jealous. . .
          You have so much to share with your readers (and I’m one of them) I’m sure that Summerbird’s Quest will be full of fantasy poetry — and that’s what you do best. I’m certain that your alpha readers will help you to bring Summerbird to shine!

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