Taking the PPC4 - 52 Weeks of Poetry

Prompt 46 (10th June 2024)

Mist

cold steam creating a calm, concealing hush
settled low and still
softening the edges of cars, houses and hedges
puts slippers on the pedestrians
as they muffled make their obscured journeys
past gates and fences adorned with the fabulous
jewelled necklaces of every spider's web
past dew damp lawns where every blade is sheathed in
a myriad of miniscule nodules reflective
reflecting the grey sky
low and ill defined
of a monochrome misty morning