Open Poetry #8 |
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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poutprincess Senior Member
since 2000-07-06
Posts 735Perth, Western Australia, Australia |
i really like your description here...gave me a new way of looking at the fog...never heard anyone describe it in such an enchanting way! |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Yes, yes, just like this...it doesn't get any better than this... Sunny ~~~Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. Helen Keller ~~~ When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
Now that's a keeper! I really enjoyed this poem beautifully descriptive Rex |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Oh my, I just loved this Rex! Absolutely incredible imagery ... what a fantastic and picturesque verse you have so fluently penned! Wonderful! Best wishes, /Kit |
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