Morning Fog
Gray fog on silent, smokey feet
walks by while cricket songs still greet.
It languishes on cool, night air
and adds to darkness shadowed flair.
The eaves drip honey-heavy drops
onto the ground in easy plops.
Damp remnants of a late night shower
that fell to earth from cloudy tower.
Each blade of grass is wet with tears
of rainclouds as the night sky clears.
This sweet and weighty air tonight
an aromatic dream delight.
This smoky coat of fog belies
then dissipates as dawn gives rise.
We wake to see fog's night-coat spurned
as sultry sunshine takes its turn.
Gray Fog
8-11-15
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