Friday, February 3, 2012

Tidal Fog


Fog hangs.
A sliver of lights
winks and shines
above the surface of the river.

The tide comes in.
The mist grows,
sinks to the river and rises
creeping over the marsh.
The city disappears.

Swallowed by fog,
my world ends--
at the bottom
of the street.

And later
presents itself
like a magician's trick.

Photo is mine.

4 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

lovely! Fog always brings such an atmosphere of mystery with it. I like the 'magician's trick'

Carol Steel 5050 said...

I love fog and the mystery it brings and later reveals. Thanks for your comment.

Anonymous said...

poetry --- I LIKE IT !!! WENDY

Carol Steel 5050 said...

I like it too! Thanks.