Morning Fog

Early morning fog creeping up on us

Stealthy, wolves circling their prey,

Slowly dulling our senses, holding

Us prisoners of our own imagination

Virgin white sweetly filling all space

Obscuring and gently hiding reality

Clinging loosely precariously to

Unseen cherished memories

Keeping us guessing without hints

Daring us to vacate ourselves and

Boldly, without hesitation, surrender

To the enfolding unknown white


  • Goldfinch60

    Good write, those fingers did well.

  • Fay Slimm.

    Your description of the fingers of fog versed its demand to surrender so well - - great read Fred.

    • FredPeyer

      Thank you Fay, still not sure why and what I am surrendering here to.

    • Renzi

      It's somewhat wonderful that this took me to a wee place in my imagination. Thankyou 💓

      • FredPeyer

        Thank you Renzi, you are right, this one is wide open, leaving room for your own imagination. Never looked at it this way before.

      • Louis Gibbs

        Were we not all born into fog that obscures the reality of our true selves, challenging us to fight our way through it? Love the poem, Fred!

        • FredPeyer

          You are so right. And then, suddenly, the fog lifts.

        • Candlewitch

          hello Fred,

          ooh...I really like this! especially:

          "Stealthy, wolves circling their prey,

          Slowly dulling our senses, holding

          Us prisoners of our own imagination"

          Great imagery!

          always, Cat

          • FredPeyer

            Mahalo Cat for your kind words.

          • ShannonXx

            Great use of words in this! A very expressive poem

            • FredPeyer

              Thank you Shannon, coming from you, this means a lot. Mahalo!

            • malubotelho

              A very expressive way with the enigmatic fingers of the fog. Lovely

              • FredPeyer

                Thank you so much. After reading yours and all the other poems, I feel rather inadequate with my penmanship. So your comment is really appreciated.

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