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When the Fog Comes Knocking

When the fog comes knocking knocking at your door, it doesn’t ring lightly, it hammers and hammers some more You know the legend, is it a tale… You don’t even dare to stare out the window You shudder and shake and beg in your mind for monsters to leave to leave you alone. No footsteps are heard, walking away but the knock-knock knocking has stopped. Still there’s a problem the fog seems to be rolling in, seeping seeping into your room where your not sleeping not slumbering or sleeping but dreaming hoping that the coldness that’s entering lingering around toes, climbing apropos is a figment of your imagination wet footprints appear in your ear a scream it’s yours …next year you’ll join your fellow seamates as they go tricking and treating door to door carrying your very own psychotic sickle it will be your one year anniversary …will you celebrate 10/23/2022

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Valsa George

Date: 10/28/2022 8:36:00 AM

In the background of Halloween , I feel this fog has some wierd association as in any ghost story often there is descending fog, then bats flying.... ! The knock on the door sounds spooky ! Great poem, dear Kim. Through suggestions you can communicate so much. It is great poetry. I know only plain telling

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/28/2022 9:54:00 AM

We all have our expertise. Thank you, Valsa!

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 10/25/2022 7:00:00 PM

I read this before reading the comments Kim. I was ready to see the beauty, but be respectful of the fog monsters. Then I read the comments and Gershon's take makes quite the difference. A wonderful contrast! Love it!

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/28/2022 9:55:00 AM

So glad you came back and read Gershon’s take. I love how we all add to each other’s thoughts.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 10/24/2022 7:03:00 PM

I want to tell you that I do not read this as literal fog 'knocking,' but rather as the 'fog' of old age, which swoops in on us unsuspecting septuagenarians and octogenarians, leaving us wobbly, unsure of ourselves -- and hearing things. Read this way, this is an absolute masterpiece... and a FAVE. Thanks, Kim!

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/25/2022 3:55:00 AM

Love when we share what we see in each others poetry. I welcome it! So cool! Thank you, Gershon!

Panagiota Romios

Date: 10/24/2022 10:32:00 AM

Being an alumnus of San Francisco, the fog was-like a second skin. I truly enjoyed It! It was a delight on Halloween night. But the fog comes or not, as it pleases.. Trick or treating is now done under auspices of Christian Churches here. And yes,kids still dress,and play games. No need to moon over the past ways.this new way is safer. Great poem, Kim, Huggs, Pangie

Panagiota Romios
Date: 10/25/2022 4:35:00 AM

Cool!tY for letting me know that Pangie

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/25/2022 4:22:00 AM

Thank you for your comment, Pangie! My inspiration was the 1982 movie The Fog with Adrienne Barbeau. :)

Sotto Poet

Date: 10/24/2022 7:39:00 AM

Halloween, as we know it now, has become bereft of its original significance. Children are less likely to be seen wandering the neighborhood and knocking on doors. Whether you're witnessing its arrival over a field or its gradual ascent over a mountain, fog can be breathtaking.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/24/2022 9:35:00 AM

All of nature is quite breathtaking. Love that, Lasaad!

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 10/24/2022 3:35:00 AM

I was once driving on high hills when the fog fell. My feet trembling but I drove slowly until we came to the good road. Lovely poem.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/24/2022 5:03:00 AM

I was driving in the fog through the mountains of West Virginia. We had to find a hotel. Thanks, Victor. Very interesting.

Michael Tor

Date: 10/24/2022 3:24:00 AM

We have it here on the mountain Kim you can barely see two feet in front of you. It is erie though. They say bigfoot activity increases when there is fog. The yare smart creatures they do not want to be seen. That is why I stay inside when it is foggy... lol...

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/24/2022 5:00:00 AM

lol…right! The fog can be deadly (the great smog of London for example)

Eve Roper

Date: 10/23/2022 9:34:00 PM

the fog looks beautiful depending where your standing , either on a field as it comes in or a mountain top as it lays covering it like clouds. Halloween, it has lost its meaning now a days. Children don't come around knocking at doors anymore. Blessings friend

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/24/2022 4:54:00 AM

I read a book about clouds. The author decided to stay stationary as the fog lifted. It caused him to lose his balance. Fog indeed is interesting! Thanks, Eve!