Sotto Poet Poet Free verse

Fog Tranced Dusk

For Nette Onclaud's Eight By Eight Poetry Contest 
Written: Aug. 2, 2026


Folded in fog of muted white
a drifting veil within our sight.
The willow breathes a muffled myth
to dust the dusk with autumn pith.

It blurs the chalky bone of mounds
and hems the sky in shadowed shrouds.
It steals the wholly shape of sounds,
then leaves the soul in dew-tranced shrills.

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Andrea Dietrich August 6, 2026 at 1:41 AM Great use of sounds with words you chose . Big congrats in the contest

Paige Hind August 3, 2026 at 10:53 PM wow, breathtaking!!

sara Etgen-Baker August 3, 2026 at 2:41 PM your 'fog' poem feels chilling ... especially liked: It steals the wholly shape of sounds, then leaves the soul in dew-tranced shrills. best wishes with this contest entry, dear Sotto.

Anne-Lise Andresen August 3, 2026 at 11:01 AM - Love how you describe this fog, Las...it really steals sight and sound - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs

Valsa George August 3, 2026 at 2:06 AM Simply beautiful. 'A drifting veil within our sight...' What an accurate description..... Highly poetic and visually entrancing.👏

Paula Goldsmith August 2, 2026 at 10:51 AM I enjoyed reading your creative "Fog Tranced Dusk" write. "Good Luck"  I did,  "MY FROG FRIEND." Have a blessed day/week to come writing away...............