Here is my Daily Create for today, a poem based on this camera
Is it smoke or is it mist?
that reaches up like a fist,
that rises from the grass to the sky,
covering the trees that stretch high
In the hills, is it raining heavy
or is it just the clouds that carry
the weight of the world around
silencing the earth to no sound?
Quiet.
Dreary.
Gray.
I don’t really have a lot to say about this one. I just thought it was really interesting how I wasn’t sure if it was mist or smoke, and what story that tells? Regardless, I thought the image looked sort of sad, so I wanted to depict that. All I know is that I am not a fan of writing poetry.
I really enjoy your poem, it was calming.
thank you so much!! I appreciate that because I really pulled it out of nowhere and called it a day 🙂
This is so good!!
thank you!! i appreciate it :))