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dawn in the fog
Posted: December 9th, 2007, 10:12 pm
by Lightning Rod
catpaws of the dawn
she wears her foggy robe
hopes slip unnoticed
no fanfare of pinks and grays
it's a dawn rising silence
like the parapets before battle
quiet spoiled only
by the scratching of my pen
The best poems
are made of solitude and silence
Re: dawn in the fog
Posted: December 10th, 2007, 3:03 pm
by mnaz
quiet spoiled only
by the scratching of my pen
The best poems
are made of solitude and silence
reminds me of exploring Chloride Cliff above Death Valley-- no breeze that day for a couple of hours... substitute 'scratching pen' with 'roar of breathing'...
A moment that stands out...
Posted: December 10th, 2007, 5:03 pm
by hester_prynne
still life beauty, brought to life.
H
Posted: December 11th, 2007, 3:21 am
by e_dog
reminds one of Yeats or whomever else.
does that first line alluded to an existing poem? sumthin bout that dawn cat's paws bit sounds awfully familiar?
Eilliot?
Posted: December 12th, 2007, 8:07 am
by Doreen Peri
e-dog... it's carl sandburg
FOG
by Carl Sandburg
THE fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
....
nice poem, rod
Posted: December 17th, 2007, 5:48 am
by stilltrucking
I understand this poem a little better now
It is pretty
I enjoyed reading it.
It Took me awhile because
I kept flashing back to
Fog on the interstate
Man that is a whole other poem
about ass clenching fear.
Posted: December 18th, 2007, 12:54 pm
by the flaming ace
i find an unusual contrast in you LR
on the one hand you are a wild haired rebel
and yet
you are composed and thoughtful
interesting
warm thoughts your way.