erased

Billowing fog laced so tight

Ignites my imagination.

While a gentle zephyr climbs the sloop

its tender touch drapes over.

The fog and she begins a dance

Perfectly timed with a 2,4 beat.

Warming sun kissed her face and in its grasp

The morning fog is erased.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

always interesting to watch a fog lift or dissipate...it is like a confusion we feel sometimes when we are in love...shrouded in it, it gradually lifts and we come to some understanding of the feelings, and why.
j.

[Cherrie]

Yes I find fog mesmerizing

[sette]

the wonders of nature never ceased, there will always be beauty despite what state it is in. I miss foggy mornings here.

[Cherrie]

I agree each person may have a preference but if we can take a moment beauty is all around.

[sette]

true really true

[Davidgeo]

Reminds me of a foggy morning sunrise on a mountain range.

Your description feels very visceral to me.

[Cherrie]

Thank you, for reviewing this poem. :) I enjoy the emotions weather evokes.

[Ghost]

i feel like I am in the fog watching the poem come to life... Thank you for taking me there with your words..

[CD Campbell]

I can imagine every word in your poem, close my eyes and be transported to a wonderful scene on the water. The sun burning away the fog and the dance between wind and ship is uplifting and exactly what I needed this morning. Good one, Cherrie. CD

[Cherrie]

I love watching the fog

[Cherrie]

And watching the waltz that occurs on water is amazing