Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Morning Mist

I saw old Autumn in the misty morn
Stand shadowless like silence, listening
To silence, for no lonely bird would sing
Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn,
Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn;—
Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright
With tangled gossamer that fell by night,
Pearling his coronet of golden corn.

~Thomas Hood : Autumn (1798-1845)


DJan said...

So lovely. A morning mist and gentle autumn poem. Happy Tuesday to you! :-)

Caroline Clemmons said...

I just discovered your site. Lovely photos and prints, lovely music. Yes, let's share a cup of tea, shall we?

Country Gal said...

Lovely words and photo ! Have a great day !

L. D. said...

Yes the fog and mist says fall. Your sky and ground colors are also showing the end of the season. Corn will be picked.

Susie said...

Jo, Love your new header.:) The foggy photo and the poem really fit today. Smiles, Susie

La Maison des Plaines said...

Hi! Jo,

Simply beautiful! I always enjoy your poems and lovely photos.

Thanks! for sharing. Have a great week!

Blessings & Hugs,

Susie Swanson said...

Just beautiful.. love the photo and poem.

rusty duck said...

Very English scene, yours and mine this week!

Christine said...

I so love the quiet beauty of a foggy morning!