I have written another stanza but since for Craig's contest, I can't post it.
As the fog rises from the creek And dampness permeates A truck speedily emerges Shocking mind's concentrates Out on the porch in this dense fog Surrounded in moisture Nature's voices silent apparently This quiet annoys her One more truck emerges from the fog Then a muffled high-pitched Sound, like a tire with a small leak I looked around then switched Through the heavy fog faintly see Jet plane flying too low I thought my hearing was about gone To my eyes a long blow Then totally out of my thoughts I realize the fog caused The plane to fly low and the sound High pitched that brought my pause
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