Poems About: FOG

In this page, poems on / about “fog” are listed.

  • 109.
    I see through my little window the foggy morning

    I looked at the Virgin mountain range,
    Lonely skyscrapers visible yesterday
    But I couldn't see none of them today
    As all covered by the thick fog. read more »

    nimal dunuhinga
  • 110.
    The Fog Creeps

    </></>Lighter than a feather;
    On the wings of morn,
    The fog creeps
    With a silent tone. read more »

    Walterrean Salley
  • 111.
    Easter Monday

    (for A & J)

    20 years since their father died
    two grown-up sons read more »

    Mikael Ejdemyr
  • 112.
    I want to be a fog.

    I want to be a fog, dark, gray,
    Billowing like smoke from a large bonfire.
    Blocking sights from being spotted.
    Stopping the sun from rising in the morning. read more »

    Mahfooz Ali
  • 113.
    What's Between The Lines...

    The clouds roll in,

    the thunder roars, read more »

    Linda Kessler
  • 114.
    the cloud that rolled in

    the fog on the grey
    matter, it should
    maybe it's me and
    i shouldn't, or don't read more »

    Shannon Michelle
  • 115.
    The Fog

    The fog rolls in
    Softening the harshness of reality
    It blankets everything in a moment
    of its ghostly embrace read more »

    chantelle ribeiro
  • 116.
    a new day dawning

    aaa new day dawning


    i wake up in the morning to see the read more »

    hewitt hardy
  • 117.
    Complex

    She is complex,
    Her smile and wink,
    Changing a mind in a heartbeat,
    A provocative smile clouds your sight, read more »

    Nicholas Prince
  • 118.
    The Fog Returns

    Today the fog returns,
    As betimes it does—
    Quietly settling in,
    ‘Fore one could know it was. read more »

    Walterrean Salley
  • 119.
    Lost

    In a terrible fog I once lost my way,
    Where I had wandered I could not say,
    I found a signpost just by a fence,
    But I could not read it, the fog was so dense. read more »

    Maryam Khan
  • 120.
    *TASTING THE FOG

    Tasting the fog
    in the hazy peak
    between sleep and waking read more »

    Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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