A light grey mist
Early morning blanket
Sits on treetops
Making foliage fade
Out in the road
I look for familiar faces
Dumyat drowned
In mist by river laid
First impressions
Like a morning mist
Give us outlines
Firmer facets hide
Only when the sun
Is risen higher
Rumours dismissed
We see a truer side
Brian Fahy
30 May 2021
Erris Poetry 