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Originally published: 29th September 2019

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This poem was placed 1st = in Brian Strand's "STRAND CHOICE 12" Poetry Contest,

1st = in Brian Strand's "ALL YOURS" (Mar 29) Poetry Contest and

2nd = in Angela Tune's "Weather" Poetry Contest.


 

I kept on the grass Away from the road There was silence wherever I walked. My school balaclava Covered my head And I “smoked” whenever I talked. Assembled that morning We'd sung about Jesus And I prayed I was on the right track. As the freezing cold mist Invaded my senses I met myself coming back. I heard a cough And it got louder A figure with torch and dog Appeared from nowhere Through the blanket Of that 1960s’ fog.

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Date: 1/6/2022 6:36:00 AM
Extremely well-crafted poem congratulations.
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Gary Radice
Date: 1/6/2022 6:53:00 AM
Thanks Terry your comments are very much appreciated. Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/5/2022 9:38:00 PM
Oh yeah, love the fog anytime, it has a sense of mystical magic around it, well written, Gary, congratulations:)
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Date: 1/6/2022 2:54:00 AM
I agree about fog Jo - I love it too - Except when I'm driving :) Thanks Jo! Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/5/2022 7:25:00 PM
Fog has such intricate mystery. I grew up navigating the fog on early mornings walking to school when we couldn’t see our hand in front of our face. I enjoyed your winning poem. Congratulations Gary, on your second placement. New year blessings xxoo
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Date: 1/6/2022 3:01:00 AM
Thanks Connie. That's the type of fog that I remember too. Exciting and mystical and..waiting for a poem to be written about it. :) Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/5/2022 7:04:00 PM
What a great memory you shared here, congratulations on your winning poetry, Well done. :)
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Date: 1/6/2022 3:06:00 AM
Thank you Mystic. I can recall memories from childhood and describe how I remember them but ask me what I did last week and I'm struggling. :) Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/5/2022 3:23:00 PM
Oh how I remember those fogs, you could actually taste them. Really like this Gary. Congrats on your win. Terry
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Gary Radice
Date: 1/6/2022 3:09:00 AM
Hi Terry. Thanks for your comments. I can still taste them too..The burning of coal fires and smoke from chimneys probably didn't help but..."it never did us any harm." (And now I sound as old as the 60 year old that I am) :) Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/5/2022 12:26:00 PM
I remember as a child I absolutely loved the fog. I also loved breathing smoke in the bitter cold, like a dragon. Well penned.
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Date: 1/5/2022 12:42:00 PM
When life was simple. Who needed a mobile phone when you could pretend to smoke? :) Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/5/2022 11:50:00 AM
Congratulations Gary, and yes like Justin said very visual, and spooky/mystical I really enjoyed it, Angie x
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Date: 1/5/2022 11:54:00 AM
Thanks Angela for your comments, my placement and your Contest. Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/5/2022 8:18:00 AM
Very visual, great job
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Date: 1/5/2022 9:05:00 AM
Thank you Justin. Much appreciated. Cheers - Gary
Date: 1/5/2022 8:12:00 AM
Hi Gary, I liked this a lot. I could feel the misty morning. Good flow and rhyme. Take care, friend.
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Gary Radice
Date: 1/5/2022 9:07:00 AM
Hi Bryan! Thank you. I just shut my eyes and I was back walking through that sixties' fog. I just wrote what I imagined. :) Cheers - Gary
Date: 10/6/2021 12:27:00 AM
Yes Gary,I remember those pea-soupers..before the clean-air act took hold
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Gary Radice
Date: 10/6/2021 12:39:00 AM
Health aside I preferred the atmosphere of walking in pea soupers ..great atmosphere..droplets of ice, mist..ok..smoke but I just loved the silence and 'imagery'...I find more to write about bleakness than I do colour..it's more 'colourful. Cheers - Gary
Date: 3/30/2021 10:37:00 AM
Life can be a "fog" oftentimes both walking through it and our lack of clarity. Love the "torch and the dog" - a light in our fog. You have created that sense of fog, "smoked when I talked" with a simplicity of image and story. Congrats and kudos on your win as the fog clears.
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Gary Radice
Date: 3/30/2021 11:11:00 AM
Thank you Sam for your very insightful comments. I really appreciate them. Cheers - Gary :)
Date: 3/30/2021 2:13:00 AM
I remember them fogs from my childhood too Gary, but I think it was more smog back then, I particularly like the line meeting yourself coming back, really brings clarity, to a somewhat spiritual ethereal poem, great piece of work, cheers David, oh and congratulations as well
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Date: 3/30/2021 3:15:00 AM
I was never picked up from school from the age of 6, come hail rain or snow, different times back then, besides I’d have missed all the scraps outside, ha
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Gary Radice
Date: 3/30/2021 3:05:00 AM
Thanks David. Yes..smog..remember that. This from a time when school allowed pupils to go home if there was a thick fog. I'm sure pupils had to be picked up by parents but I remember walking home by myself a few times so not sure how that worked. :) Cheers - Gary
Date: 3/29/2021 4:37:00 PM
Gary, this was cleverly crafted controlling the reader with manipulating time and with rich imagery. Masterful work here, congratulations.
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Gary Radice
Date: 3/29/2021 10:43:00 PM
Thanks Greg for your encouraging and kind words. I often 'go back" to childhood in my poems in an attempt to explore and understand how it has shaped me today. If that all sounds a bit deep and pretentious it's not meant to be. I had a very happy childhood and find it a great source for ideas. Cheers - Gary
Date: 9/6/2020 4:08:00 AM
You have a way of taking the reader with...I felt like I was there...could see it so vividly. You, a great writer, Gary!
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Gary Radice
Date: 9/6/2020 5:01:00 AM
Thank you very much Elaine. I truly appreciate your feedback. I always set out to try and create an atmosphere in my poems so it was lovely to read your comments. Cheers - Gary
Date: 2/22/2020 6:48:00 PM
Well done, Gary. Love your poem.
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Gary Radice
Date: 2/23/2020 4:57:00 AM
Thanks Line. My attempt at placing focus both on the very thick fogs we had back in the '60s and also a child's 'fog of confusion'.
Date: 10/12/2019 10:27:00 AM
Gary, really enjoyed your poem, well done, especially this line: "And I “smoked” whenever I talked." DHolmes
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Date: 10/12/2019 11:27:00 AM
Thanks David. If there is one thing I associate with freezing fog as a child it was the Carbon Dioxide (and the desire to get home as quick as possible of course) Cheers Gary