Oooh, I’m ready for “fog”—-literal, and poetry. Mark is our super-knowledgeable friend for seasons of the year, and seasons in poetry…and pretty much Anything, so click his link, visit his blog and be inspired!
https://naturalistweekly.com/2022/08/19/micro-season-thick-fog-blankets-the-sky/
Bay Bridge and Golden Gate Bridge and San Francisco in fog-Photo Credit: Brocken Inaglory
Fog is thick heavy
Tonight you’re weight on my heart
Cannot be banished
©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.
Very evocative
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Thank you so much!
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You’re always welcome
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💖💖💖
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💜❤️💛💖💙
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The battle of the hearts, haha!💖💙💖💌💟
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🥰
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Good implicit metaphor.
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Thank you.
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Hi Leyde, This is wonderful! I like how you used the idea of the fog having weight and covering everything, including your heart. Thanks so much for sharing and writing! Take care.
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Thanks much, Mark–I’m glad you’re pleased with it! And you take care, as well–blessings to you!
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