Tag Archives: Fog

FOG THICK– A POEM IN FOUR MINUTES

A poem in four minutes fog thick that veils the August sky with gray but brightness makes me feel I’m in a spacious and a lively bubble. . . the freeway brushing sound. . . the soaring sweep. . . … Continue reading

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SMALL OUTDOORS WITH FOG WHITE SKY

Glancing at the small outdoors with fog white sky and wavering leaves on spindly and on sturdy trees, and on bud-ready rose bush through my window, past which I note a whisper of a breeze with my wishful indoors-toward-the-outdoors thoughtful … Continue reading

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THE FOG BURNING OFF

OK, it’s Saturday, and the fog is starting to burn off, exposing the part of the world where I live to the greater Universe. Who is watching? Do they have something to say, long, medium or terse, about the big … Continue reading

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FROM A BANK OF FOG

born into a bank of fog. . . if a horn blew, I just don’t know if ears would hear so wide and high from high rise room not to the bay so super nigh. . . I’ll bet they … Continue reading

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LACKADAISICAL SPRING

The unwashed autumn leaves hang on, hold court with scant spring blossomings. . . damp winter walk topped off with stingy drizzlings from sleepy fog to patched park lawn.

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THE SUN’S RETURN AND OUR NEXT TURN

The sun’s return each day means that we can take another turn, another try– continue what we still got to learn, do more of what we’ve done that’s good. . . and, with such things where we’ve been blocked, or, … Continue reading

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LULL BEFORE THE SUMMER

Fog hovers gray above this living day. . . the mild cold, stubborn, in the way. . . come to hush the push of ever-lengthening day that broadens into summer. . . A wisp of steam seeps up from kitchen … Continue reading

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