The thoughts of a writer.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Foggy Morning

Foggy Morning as I drive down the dark road
The dark night sky is shrouded by cool vapor
My car glides through obscured landscapes of dark shapes
The streetlights' glow appears like running showers

I think of a hike in the river valley
The white mist hid the wilderness from my sight
The deer charged past, but I could not see their flight
My clothing grew damp as I walked through the clouds

Now I drive to work and remember that day
Responsibility takes me from the woods
If only I had known of today back then
I would have lived a little harder that day

-Kevin J. Curtis-


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