Your poem evokes a certain sadness, a kind of depression, that comes with the fog. It may be an ancient dread from a time when creatures could attack from out of the fog without being seen. Cool, dreadful, write.
Great visuals...The fog can be quite ominous for sure.
The other morning I was at the beach with my grandson, and the fog was thick on the water is was like a big wall that you couldn't see anything through, but when it broke, it was mesmerizing to watch.
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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Anna
Ah but such a lovely vision the way you write it. Sort of a prelude to an action thriller of what will be lurking in it.
I can only say "awesome" :)
Love and Light
Lily
Ron
The other morning I was at the beach with my grandson, and the fog was thick on the water is was like a big wall that you couldn't see anything through, but when it broke, it was mesmerizing to watch.
Lovely poetry,
Peace, love and light,
Amber
I'll never see fog quite the same way again. Beautiful and graphic. I could feel the fog around me.
Blessings,
~Linda
Great penmanship.