The Fog
Ship bells toll in the harbor mist
Signaling intentions like a clandestine tryst
But lonely sounds betray a sad heart’s cry
So many vessels, yet none draw nigh
Only ships passing in the dark of night
In close proximity, yet out of sight
Foghorns bellow their forlorn song
The fog is thick and the night is long
A dingy skirts danger as it trolls through
Looking for love with nothing to lose
Clang! Clang! Echoes like and endless tune
While sailors sail by with a silent boom
A moonless sky was moored overhead
Anchored in place with foggy dread
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Author:
MDStone (
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Comments1
Very atmospheric. You created an eerie picture with your words. I heard the sounds too of the foghorns warning of danger. I enjoyed reading this poem. Thank you.
C58,
Thank you for your kind and encouraging words. Encouragement is a lost art. It’s a breath of fresh air to see it in print. Blessings,
MD
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