Freezing Fog Poem by Cynthia Long

Freezing Fog



Time is still
a frigid air 'ice age'
the world has frozen
In its own tracks
Icy dense fog that
Clogs the atmosphere
From the highest mountain top
To the depths of an ocean
For a time
Everything is
Still
Everything is
quiet
And everything is
dead

Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: Fog
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