here
a blanket not
warm
or welcomed
but thick with dark
as if morning
can not quite
begin.
Damp hovers
between
almost warm
and the freezing point.
I wait
not quite patiently
for clarity
decisiveness.
Yes
even if snow
shouts victory.
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7 comments:
Karin, this was beautiful.
this is enchanting....
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I endured a foggy day yesterday, so this really hit home. (I'm also not always exactly patient)
Nice One Shot!
I hate to think about it, snow shouting victory. But yes, that would be so much better than the damp and fog. Love this poem!
There are days that fog here is like a white out.
I love the way the fog becomes a presence in you poem
Thanks for sharing with One Shot
Moon Smiles for your clear day
i like your poem..there are two kinds of fog i always think...and it may has to do with my own soul's condition...one that wrapps you in white blanket like a friend and the one that prevents you to see...
Its very beautiful. I enjoyed it so much. Thanks for sharing...
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