Misty Lake

through what feels like the mists of time

and across an ancient landscape
from the distance and picture appears
grey objects slowly start to take shape

many different shades of grey

make up this peaceful tranquillity

as mists drift over the centre

bringing trees into visibility

a few ducks glide across this mirror

of pale opaque waters

leaving little ripples in their wake

sailing about like toy yachters

mist swirls revealing more scenery

and trees scattered along the edges

through gaps, more in the distance

some tall, some short, above the hedges

all these are mirrored in the water

with mists floating without a sound

a landscape of so many greys

yet here, a haven to be found.

(c) Lissie Bull 2017