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Poem written for and submitted to “Pentastitch It” poetry contest, Nette Onclaud, sponsor, October 26, 2025.

FOG OF MIDNIGHT

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silence thick smothers midnight’s breath shapes shift slow, unseen streetlight hums wordless bisque hymns bus brakes sigh bus halts, waits exhaust fumes taste sharp wipers thwick-thwack-thwoc blades clearing what eyes can not squeak. blink. gone.
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Gauthier Avatar
October 29, 2025 at 1:29 PM
Great title for what follows ~ lol
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 31, 2025 at 5:29 AM
many thanks!
Poet Avatar
October 27, 2025 at 10:28 AM
Bravo, Sara. A moment of remarkable brilliance you have conjured. Unexpected, when the mist descends, a shroud of uncertainty, yet within the confines of the bus, a semblance of security, or perhaps not, vividly portrayed.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 28, 2025 at 4:01 PM
wow, thank you, kind Sotto, for the 'bravo' and for the round of applause you offered in your comments. I always find your comments meaningful and a joy to read....color me grateful, Texas hugs, Sara
Roper Avatar
October 27, 2025 at 8:27 AM
Well done, Sara. You’ve created a fantastic scene. Andrea is right, the last two lines are powerful
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 28, 2025 at 4:00 PM
thank you, Eve! Your visit and comments mean a great deal to me! wishing you a pleasant evening, hugs, Sara
Dietrich Avatar
October 27, 2025 at 12:12 AM
Those last two lines sure are powerful
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 27, 2025 at 5:18 AM
many thanks, Andrea
George Avatar
October 26, 2025 at 10:44 PM
Dear Sara, how beautifully and powerfully you have delineated the midnight fog... a curse to people driving. All the best in the contest.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 27, 2025 at 5:19 AM
you're most kind, dear Valsa...thanks for your wishes and comments, hugs, Sara
Rose  Avatar
October 26, 2025 at 6:42 PM
eerie when the fog settles in, in an feel safe in a bus or not, nicely described Sara
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 27, 2025 at 5:19 AM
thank you, sweet Rose!
Hind Avatar
October 26, 2025 at 5:43 PM
AMAZING a fav
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 26, 2025 at 5:56 PM
awww, thank you! appreciate the fav
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