Phyllis Babcock Poet Free verse

Vapor Sea

Under the canopy of the dark forest
mist swirls winding around the trees
impairing vision as it clutches all in sight
it moves hauntingly as it winds and clings
creating eerie shadows as it creeps
reflecting lights shade it bends and twists
a musty mildew aroma wafts
footprints no longer mark the path
directions become unknown
lost in a sea of white vapor
we await for it to dissipate
solitude in the mist.

04/02/17

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Anne-Lise Andresen February 20, 2017 at 12:31 PM - The mist felt heavy and suffocating ... easy to lose direction - A deep and wonderful poems, Phyllis - Sorry for my late visit - Best wishes and warm hugs // Anne-Lise :) Phyllis Babcock February 23, 2017 at 12:06 PM Thanks Anne Lise for your comment on vapor sea which you know how thick it can get. Finally over my flu. Take care. love phyl

Judy Ball February 13, 2017 at 9:05 PM As always beautiful description that literally takes you there. I have been in many a foggy mist like this and you can become quite disoriented. Great job. God Bless and thanks so much for the kind words on my "You Think You Know Somebody". JB Phyllis Babcock February 23, 2017 at 12:05 PM Thanks Judy on your comment on fog. love phyl

Carolyn Devonshire February 9, 2017 at 11:48 AM Through your creative description, the reader can see the fingers of mist winding and grabbing the trees. Here by the beach, there are many early mornings when the mist is so thick, we cannot travel as it envelops us. Your words have painted a masterpiece, Phyl. Love, Carolyn Phyllis Babcock February 13, 2017 at 3:23 PM Thanks Carolyn. Yes it can become so thick that it feels eerie. Glad we do not get to many of those days. love phyl

Connie Marcum Wong February 7, 2017 at 8:07 PM I really enjoyed the imagery your poem conveys Phyl. The mist does have a haunting beauty that takes one's breath away. This lovely poem reminds me of a car trip I took through the redwoods and Bigfoot country. Awesome! 7 ; ) Phyllis Babcock February 13, 2017 at 3:22 PM Thanks Connie. Yes fog can really block your view. It can feel like its surrounding you like a blanket. You get the eerie feeling because you cannot see beyond your feet. love phyl

Judy Ball February 7, 2017 at 12:57 AM WoW Phyl! This is really very haunting. It pulls the reader in and I felt like I was walking through the woods at night in a very dense fog. Actually been there and done that as a young girl when we camped or went hunting. Great job. God Bless, JB Phyllis Babcock February 13, 2017 at 3:20 PM The fog does seem like it would grab you when it is dense. Thanks for your comments. love phyl

Tim Smith February 4, 2017 at 11:30 AM You paint an eerie picture but I like it...lovely poem Phyllis Phyllis Babcock February 13, 2017 at 3:19 PM It is very eerie when it is thick. Thanks for your comment Tim. love phyl

Daniel Turner February 4, 2017 at 10:52 AM It's a little scary in the woods when it's misty/foggy. I have been hunting in weather like that . Your poem reminds me of those times:) I do love the solitude. I enjoyed your poem, Mrs Phyllis. Phyllis Babcock February 13, 2017 at 3:19 PM Thanks for your comment Daniel. love phyl