Dark Poetry #2 |
Fog |
Rex Member
since 2000-06-29
Posts 482Houston, Texas |
Stealthily in the darkness, On slippered, silent feet, A fog stole in from seaward And spread her mystic sheet. Made of each gleaming ball of light A phosphorescent gem, That might festoon the crescent moon In a glowing diadem. She wrapped the leaves of sleeping trees In wedding veils of white--- Then soaring high into the sky, Sped onward through the night. But morning guessed that she had passed, For glistening far and near, The fog had left on each fair thing The traces of a tear. |
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Jeremiah Johnson Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223Brooksville, Fl, U.S |
thee expression and emotion put forth here is so great i loved this read and hope to see more like it soon as always keep it up. I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson- |
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DJLI Member
since 2000-06-21
Posts 237TN, USA |
love it... this is really great.. you have a wonderful use of words, kinda makes me jealous... ...keep up the great work! if you don't like the message, don't kill the messenger. |
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taramw Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 738 |
Rex, you expressed that so well! Hmm... I will certainly view the fog differently now! As I was reading, I could see the fog rolling in... it wrapped itself around me as well!! And left me shivering! Terrific! |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
Sooo beautiful! Absolutely fantastic (as usual!) Lotharingia "For God's sake, he's a poet. Poets are meant to feel miserable. Otherwise, what the hell are they here for? What are they going to write about?" Tom Holland |
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Hardrock Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 948New Hampshire, USA |
Rex, once again you have captured the imagery so well. I too felt as well as saw the fog.....and I remembered San Francisco. Thanks.....Hardrock |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
I rode bike in the Bay Area in the fog so much, and yes it tears every thing. Joel I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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