Clinger

The thick damp fog came in a rush Coats trees, small shrubs, and grass Vision limited, time slower Or is time wrapped or trapped The weighted air holds roosters' crow And Sparrows' chirp lingers Dust damp wet hardly leaves the ground Weighted thoughts now clinger

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 5/21/2014 2:02:00 PM

Sara, hope you are fine..... Stopping by to enjoy this write... I like the way you paint the fog rushing in . I enjoyed the Stunning Imagery.... XOX~ LINDA

Ken Carroll

Date: 5/21/2014 10:20:00 AM

A lovely mystical write Sara!

Ravi Sathasivam

Date: 5/21/2014 12:57:00 AM

Poignant write, done beautifully. Enjoyed. Tfs

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/20/2014 3:56:00 PM

clinger is sure a great name for it, Sara. Very descriptive of fog.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 5/20/2014 12:49:00 PM

- As a bridal veil ..... also some "magical" - but beautiful - Love it, Sara. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser

Date: 5/20/2014 12:31:00 PM

:) a vivid reflection of how the effects of fog.. :) GBU, from Olive thanks for dropping by and reading my stuff. :)

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 5/20/2014 11:13:00 AM

Dear Sara, When a cover of fog appears, things do seem to go slower. Perhaps it's because we can't see the sun moving across the sky. Quite an astute observation, my friend. This is headed to my faves. Excellent! Love, Carolyn

Kim Van Breda

Date: 5/20/2014 10:31:00 AM

This is a beautiful poignant write Sara. I enjoyed stopping by to read this 'wistful' poem. Xx~Xx