As I walk down the street
a serious fog is my future
in front of me.
It's mystery surrounds me.
I turn to look back
as I continue on my path,
and the misty fog is
crawling all around me
like ghosts from
my past still
embracing me.
A contest entry
- Write me a poem about FOG! by poetrandy.
700 points, ended December 1, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Good stuff!
Neat, enticing image! Good luck in the contest!


