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Fog-Cinquain

San Francisco Memories Fog Mysterious delirious Blesses kisses surrounds Ever so clammy Mist February 25, 2020 8:30am PST

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 2/26/2020 4:01:00 PM

San Francisco...I had good memories! Taking a trolley, visiting Fisherman’s Wharf...trying my first delicious Mrs. Fields cookie!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 2/26/2020 6:20:00 PM

It was, I do mean was....a dreamy place, I would go nowhere near it now. To live there was Heaven on earth...1975! My apt was 300 a month. Today...same apt costs 3,000 a month? Panagiota xx

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/26/2020 3:25:00 PM

ever so clammy!! What a great line, my friend. Cute one. (I sure remember that wonderful city and I miss my Bay area days)

Panagiota Romios
Date: 2/26/2020 6:16:00 PM

Thanks Andrea....you and I both miss the Bay Area! SF today declared a city for the hideous virus. No wonder why! Panagiota xx

Tom Cunningham

Date: 2/25/2020 10:48:00 AM

Something very mysterious about the fog, I was driving to work once and I couldn't see a thing. Tom

Panagiota Romios
Date: 2/25/2020 11:04:00 AM

Tom I can relate to that very well. Sf as it used to be was a magical spot on the planet. That lovely fog, the aroma of coffee beans blessing the fog and carried by it~ the glory days of my years. Thank you, glorious Poet...Panagiota xx