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Top 100 Poems About: FOG


In this page, poems on / about “fog” are listed.
  • 1.
    Home

    Home lies that way, somewhere, through the fog,
    Down a road I did not ask to be set upon
    And most of whose forks were chosen for me
    By others no less road-bound than I, read more »

    R. G. Bell
  • 2.
    fog

    Fog
    Fog is mysterious, wet and dark.
    Fog blurs your view and makes you unsure of what's coming next.
    Fog creates wishes of people from beyond coming back. read more »

    Lucy Grainger
  • 3.
    FOG

    Fog it grabs you and strangles you till you die.
    fog is alot like you.you wait till the right moment and then kill, kill, kill.
    Fog you cant see throw it and is the best way to kill.
    you walk in the fog kill me and run. read more »

    Natali Surjan
  • 4.
    Fog

    The fog shrouds everything with its hazy veil.
    It broods low over the worried waves-
    So low that sea and sky are the same.
    The trees tremble in the tiny breath of breeze, read more »

    Rose Wilder
  • 5.
    City Nights, City Lights

    City Lights
    cobbled streets
    I always love this time
    Darkened Roads read more »

    Robert Edmondson
  • 6.
    Killer Fog

    Yellow, green and black
    Seeping through the streets
    Poisoning any available air
    Gloom is revealed with evil at aim read more »

    Aidan Wolfe
  • 7.
    Fog's Friend

    A fog roles in
    Made up of life's trials

    A ship... self-contained and alone read more »

    Frank Burton
  • 8.
    limbosmittengloriouslovegodsandmagic

    molten
    whispers magic
    of
    dance read more »

    Luke Johnson
  • 9.
    Forecast

    Gelatinous masses (field found)
    predictable patterns of weather saturation
    ideologically sea born (sea borne)
    mists fogs cloudations read more »

    Michael A O'Donovan
  • 10.
    Balancing fog on fingertips

    Dew drops – read more »

    Catya Mare
  • 11.
    New Town

    In the fog
    a black dog
    on the white,
    frosty grass read more »

    Donatien Moisdon
  • 12.
    The Fog

    Slowly the fog.
    Hunch-shouldered with a grey face.
    Warns wide, advances.
    Finger-tips touching the way past the dark houses. read more »

    Franklina OwusuAnsah
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