FOG'S DIMENSIONS by jo_dis
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FOG’S DIMENSIONS
Earth’s mystery blankets made for moods: a grim
Foreboding presence setting blurry scenes
For mayhem’s murders, screams unanswered, ice
Cold corpses hidden from the prying eyes
Of flashlights searching for a someone there.
With easy effort land’s clouds put on masks
To dim identity: ghost passersby,
The shapes of cars and skeletons of ships
All inching toward safe harbors where a bass
Voice foghorn bellows, “You’re approaching home.”
But if earth’s moods prefer sweet softer veils
All nature chants much different hymns because
Her buds, her blooms and leaves are kissed with dew
For butterflies to feast on sunrise, flights
Of birds are stirred from sleep to soar in song
And we frail creatures can escape pain’s dreams
To whisper, “It’s so good to be alive.”
(for April Fools)
jo_dis
2012
Comments (3)
doarte
superb writing
auntietk
Thankfully, ours is somewhere in between. Chilled melancholy, perhaps, in morning's murky mist. A shape-softening, silken serenade to substandard sunlight. A continuum between evil's soundtrack and spring's sweet twitter. I like your imagery very much, and your writing is always inspiring!
KarenJ
Excellent stuff. Your mood shift between the first and second stanzas is wonderful.