She is Mist.. (IK)

[civilizedbrat]

She comes from over the sea,
Draped in silver silk
With tiny diamonds glittering on her brow.
She sweeps on in silence,
A veil about her face and shoulders.
She drifts over the shore and into the forest,
Her hands brushing crystal drops onto pine needles,
Decorating ferns and brush
To glitter in the silver light.
Her voice is soft and quiet
And her touch like an embrace;
She cloaks the forest in her gray robes
And shrouds the sun from view.

[jim_moonan]

She is mesmerizing! You have made mist a living thing. But where does she come from? Under the sea? She is beautiful.

[blueinferno07]

How utterly gorgeous this is! Such an interesting personification, I agree she is mesmerizing. This was enthralling, the imagery you employed really put this piece over the top. Great write!

[everhopeful]

It's an interesting subject matter for a fantasy poem, one which takes a natural occurrence and makes it into something much more interesting and even alluring. She seems to have some siren-like qualities, which makes this an incredibly creative personification of mist. You've brought some mystical element to this one, it's a really cool idea for a poem!

[allmirth]

I love the personification in this quiet, delicate write. Lovely poem.

Thanks much for sharing.
Mirthy

[TripleP]

Wonderful personification! Perfect imagery! An absolute joy to read.

[robema1]

she is more of that what is projected onto her.

Cheers!