As The Fog Rolls In


Eerie and dark
Where nightmares creep
Ghosts haunt
And the blind seek
As the fog rolls in

A whisper in the way
Rustling of the leaves
Old tired trees sway
The damp air breathes
As the fog rolls in

I could have kept going, but, I only have 5 minutes, and…

Ok, so I’m not much of a poet anymore.  However, I do love the view on these mornings over the fields, especially when the fog is caressing the hills.  It’s hauntingly romantic.  A little eerie and spooky, and very cool.  Halloween is coming.  Wouldn’t it be nice to have a foggy evening for trick or treating?  Muahaha.

Happy haunted dreams! 😉

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2 thoughts on “As The Fog Rolls In

  1. Rois says:

    I love eerie and spooky mornings with fogs! And the poem is great, thanks for sharing it!

    Like

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