FOG by Carl Sandburg 1878-1967
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
Fog on the Colorado National Monument...
FOG by Swampy...(my apologies to Mr. Sandburg)
The fog comes on
giant mountain lion paws.
It sits looking
over the Monument and my house
on silent haunches
and closes down the airport...
...then it moves on...
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Thanks to everyone who visited yesterday and especially to those who took the time to comment. It was Monday a.l.l.d.a.y.l.o.n.g. and my list of things to do did not allow time for me to visit many of you. Hopefully, later this week, I'll have time to enjoy your on-ma-nents.
