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Fog

Fog

     No shadows cross this dampened land
     No blue fills the hidden sky.
     A dog’s bark in the muted distance sounds 
     As you and I go, silently, passing by.
     No distance past our chilled breath’s span
     No far echo sounds the grey cloaked air.
     Down fog walled paths to silent glade
     We walk with softened footfall there,
     And speak in hushed and secret tone,
     Our world apart where we may wander  
     And so pause upon this unseen plot
     Where wetted leaves in gentle measure
     Drip and fog enfolds earth and sky,
     In this veiled world, you and I.

     Barry Stebbings
     9/03/2016

     Entered into Contest The Sun is Out
     Sponsored by C.T.

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