Open Poetry #24 |
Fog |
the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
You go outside The fog is like pea soup I can't see My hand in front of my face Driving isn't good To see the people in front The lights are turned on But sometimes that doesn't even work The fog has set in In time It will disappear Cold hands means a warm heart |
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ThunderMage Senior Member
since 2002-06-20
Posts 812Canada |
Fog is like steam, a fusion of fire and water - you and me Julie. And it's also a cloud that decided to fly low. LOL What is life without poetry and adventure? |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(sigh) Many mornings it can always be densely foggy here, as soon as the dawns light comes in then it all clears up suddenly! (big hugggsssssss) This is wonderfully descriptive, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Julie, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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