Tag: fog

On a snowy river bank

On a snowy river bank mid- March I almost lost myself in surrounding fog that attempted to prevent this image to be viewed.  Then out of nowhere appeared you.  

East of Seattle

East of Seattle West of Memphis she slipped out of a flannel placed a flower in her hair while Christina sang, “A Thousand Years” said, take me to somewhere other than this mountain fog that’s smothering me keeping my wings too damp while wishing with coins dropped in a well to escape this living hell. Repeated, take me, somewhere help…