A Visitor in the Morning Fog

A Visitor in the Morning Fog

A Poem by Adam M. Snow
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Oh, what a stage this morning break; on waking to a misty light. My heart is weak, I feel it ache upon this morning sight. So thick the fog the dawn opaque, which blocks the morning bright.

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A Visitor in the Morning Fog
Written by Adam M. Snow

Oh, what a stage this morning break;
on waking to a misty light.
My heart is weak, I feel it ache
upon this morning sight.
So thick the fog the dawn opaque,
which blocks the morning bright.

Unlike the sun my heart won't hide,
nor in the fog where it dwells.
And even though with all my pride,
this hateful heart, I knew so well,
had left this man alone to stride
in this small smoky hell.

But in this fog a creature stirs,
with wings to which to flutter.
And though my eyes a blur,
I hear those wings begin to sputter.
But if it is as I should infer,
'tis some black bird aflutter.

To be here now where I have stood
amidst the winter's fog.
It perched itself upon a wood,
a branch that fell into a log;
as nature shaped itself, it would
remove the gowans frae the bog.

O blackened creature piercing eyes,
It pierces my soul and steals my heart.
I hear its scornful cries
as it rips my soul apart.
As truth be told, I dare not lie;
I cannot cease this beating heart.

The crow that craves its carrion,
can never hide from me.
The pair of us shall carry on
in this fog, no men can see.
Nor shall they hear its clarion,
its squawking in an offset key.

It mocks me with its devilish stare,
in this fog upon this stage.
Such risk this foulest bird would dare,
then as to assuage
the gripes of this a smoky air
in a fog-like cage.

It speaks to me on this wise,
"I shall never let you die."
said he with his scornful cries,
spreading wings now as to fly.
That ol' bird now on arise,
soaring to the sun on high.

Now I'm left alone to ponder,
who or what that crow may be.
Alone am I left to wander,
while that bird is flying free.
In the mist now yonder,
I am stricken with this misery.

For it t’was I the darkened bird,
that tore my soul apart;
stole my voice, my words,
my virgin beating heart.
I feel this day absurd;
cursed me since the start.

Oh, what a stage that morning break;
that nightmare of a sight.
Still, my heart it does so ache,
adjoined of a fright.
So strange it was that fog opaque,
O that haunting morning sight.
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© 2015 Adam M. Snow



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You do need to cheer up a bit. Don't take life so seriously, after all, none of us are getting out of this alive. I do not mind the rhyme so much as the antiquated structure...I'm a lover of language but its primary use is communication...and I think prose is best used for that. It seemed to have a Poe/Byronesque feel about it...and while I admire both poets...there are new songs to be sung eh? I look forward to reading something a bit more modern and original from you. Blessings of light, peace and hope to you my fellow poet.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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You are a strong person to share this epic poem with us that carries the sadness, crying in the corner of your heart. Sadness is just a temporary illusion of one's wavering heart but when one breaks free from thy illusion, true salvation can be found and one will obtain the eternal happinesses that one deserves. We have all had our dark days but the sky will not stay clouded forever, the time periods may differ but everyone sun will shine, within. The clouds will be no more and the day of becoming bound by sadness will be something of the past. You are a god-tier writer. You and Colton Warr are my favorite writers in the world. I like the way you play with sentences. I work on a book and wanted to portray the flashback of the protagonist in the form of a poem but I was at loss of how to do it but your poem has showed me the right way and I will work hard on completing my book, so you should also work hard so your talent may never fade from this world who needs people like you.

Good job :D

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Adam M. Snow

2 Years Ago

I am glad that you have found inspiration through my poetry. That is one of my goals in life, to ins.. read more
Nightfeather

2 Years Ago

No problem, your goal is a noble and good one :)
You do need to cheer up a bit. Don't take life so seriously, after all, none of us are getting out of this alive. I do not mind the rhyme so much as the antiquated structure...I'm a lover of language but its primary use is communication...and I think prose is best used for that. It seemed to have a Poe/Byronesque feel about it...and while I admire both poets...there are new songs to be sung eh? I look forward to reading something a bit more modern and original from you. Blessings of light, peace and hope to you my fellow poet.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such play with words. I enjoyed it

Posted 2 Years Ago


Oh. It rhymes. Okay. What's with that scribbly crap at the end? And why so glum? Does the more you're depressed represent how poetic you are? (spoiler alert: it doesn't...the only thing that represents how poetic you are is talent) (TALENT!) just saying ;-) So, thanks for RRing me this (just letting your *ahem* fans know you ASKED me to read this, which implied you wanted my opinion) but don't bother again unless you have something real to say. Thanks.

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My friend. Another amazing tale. I had to read again. I like the feel of mystery and suspense in the words. The powerful description led to me to the very good ending. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I agree about it having a Poe quality to it. I love the rhyme scheme, it's very good and not tacky as I believe some are. It conjured vivid imagery in my mind and I really enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Adam, this poem falls into the category of some of the most prestigious poets, in my opinion. It has elements of Poe for sure and the message is haunting. Simply astounding!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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