In a Foggy Forest

The forest, so full of fog, blinding me I feel the white sheen in front and beyond There are slight impressions of darkened trees Ahead lies a pit, I can’t go around Hole terrifies me so near to great heights The fog engulfs me, taking away sounds I venture past the place not seen in nights The fog seeming to make me gasp for air Now I feel the trees to be my dark sights I don’t sense end of the forest aware The dark trunks just vanish right before me It seems like I don’t know or I don’t care The forest escaped me leaving me free And I feel the loss of a good night friend I’m just left with a white sheet that’s empty I crawl to avoid holes within the bend But hope and wish to find a tree again Russell Sivey
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Sergi Avatar
February 23, 2014 at 7:11 PM
Hi Russell: A beautiful poem of fog done in a difficult poetic style. I salute you!
Dietrich Avatar
February 23, 2014 at 6:28 PM
Russell, it is a scary situation. Sounds like a dream sequence too!!! One you want to wake up from.
Smith Avatar
February 23, 2014 at 8:48 AM
This wonderful Russell..We had so much fog the other night from the snow melt that you couldn't see your hand...Tim
Kendrick Avatar
February 23, 2014 at 8:40 AM
The vanishing forest is somewhat of a nightmare for our whole eco system depends on the trees..Enjoyed reading your work..Thanks for your lovely visit..Your comments are so uplifting..Sara
Onclaud Avatar
February 23, 2014 at 8:21 AM
lovely wanderings of the heart, russell.. the hole is there to make you choose ot be free.. such a wonderful, deep write.. you amaze!.. huggs
Kayode Avatar
February 23, 2014 at 1:59 AM
Don't worry Russell , the forest is always there and the fog will soon leave;you will soon have enough vision to embrace your friend.Nice one.
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