The fog turned everything gray
There was nowhere to escape
I tried to run but it caught me by the tail
The tears suddenly fall, I couldn't see
at all, before I could reach the front door
it poured... I crawl in
shivering cold
fog and rain......so horrible and yet when I was young they were both exciting...how strange.... your poem evoked these memories Ruthy
A vivid imagery of unwelcome rains penned so romantically. CP
A beautiful picture of falling rain and feelings..you are a true romantic, Sonya.Thanks for sharing. Y.M.
Cute, sweet poem, with a tinge of tenderness.....keep it up. Read my poem called The rain song and An ode for the rain...
kinda like despair or maybe a zit. they come when you least expect it and make you feel horrible. nice poem. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like your gray picture. You are a very fine imagist. Kind regards, Sandra