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