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Fog Killings

The dense fog thickens
as I quicken my pace.

The moon rains hazy orange embers
in a circular mist.
drip-dropping,
tip-topping
leaves
slide
under my rubber soles.

The fog closes in
around my throat
Amber Embers
drown suddenly in a sleek shower
of droplets, drip-dropping
tip-toppling
my balance.

tip-toeing
for a glimpse of
a star
a utopia
my distant heavens,
I float.
Splintering shards of glass
pave the way
for me


to vanish.

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Written November 6th, 2005

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  • PoetryGirl26
    November 7, 2005
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    beautiful use of nature here.....I enjoyed reading very much although it seems were all writing sad songs lately....i hope the winds change soon and we are all happy again. Keep up the great writes.