When the fog is thick
I cannot see beyond the trees.
I hear sounds of things
moving on the river.
I imagine how sailors at sea felt
floating blindly while hearing
sounds in the fog.
FLOW
Sounds in the Fog
When the fog is thick
I cannot see beyond the trees.
I hear sounds of things
moving on the river.
I imagine how sailors at sea felt
floating blindly while hearing
sounds in the fog.
FLOW
floweralley 
Insightful and thoughtful poem
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Thanks Knight
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Very atmospheric! It reminds me of when fog would fall behind our previous home. It was above a river too, but that would be totally blocked out and just the trees between us and it would be visible. Somehow there was still the sense of water being there, but it felt more like being on the edge of a loch…strange!
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It has been foggy morning and evening for three days. I hear a barge coming and cannot see it. Thick fog feels isolating. The term eerie is accurate. Thanks Ann.
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