I Don'T Get the Rhythm

Fog comes swiftly, generous her gift flowing
Light and breeze different when its foggy
'Pon the terrace, priviledge, boundary open
Memory winding.....  

Inspired by Craig Cornish's
Contest:Sapphic Stanza
Not an entry
Written: September 1, 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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September 3, 2013 at 12:41 PM
Good luck in the contest.. Sara. We don't get much fog down here. you paint it pretty... xox..PD
Onclaud Avatar
September 2, 2013 at 12:34 PM
iridescent write, sara.. i can't choose any of your sapphic stanzas; they are all special... i was wondering if we need four lines?.. :) huggs
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September 1, 2013 at 6:55 AM
You have done it! Congratulations my friend, I see this poem reaching the top of the winners circle! I really enjoyed reading this enlightening, fog inspired poem this morning! What a fabulous piece, Great Work!!
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