Fog
vision seems dim
quiet damp and cool outside
poets thoughts clear
vision, light dim
Energy flows into digits
Pen dry
damp drizzle
dry flat expressionless face
sadness unspent
visibility
none passed the end of my nose
friendless soul
breathing thick
fear racing through my heart
lost in a moment
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2015
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