Tag: fog

• dVerse Haibun #26

  I’m unable to sleep. Again. Winter makes me a bit flighty. Makes me fidgety as shivers. But when the sun does appear, it’s all the more welcome. This morning I watched the sun rise and focus and burn away fog so thick that the end of the street had disappeared into its own depth, and…

  Misky

  Dec 3, 2016

  dVerse, Poetic Forms

  birds, fog, Haibun, winter

• dVerse Haibun #24

  A Reach Beyond That bridge was a perfect thread. A muscle painted red, as if pre-rusted for weather, dressed in dregs for fog. Motionless in its long posture, and locked in love like opposites attract. And there was no pretence that it was something other than its intended purpose — a pier across the air…

  Misky

  Oct 31, 2016

  dVerse, Poetic Forms

  bridges, fog, metaphors

• In a Fog for Sunday Whirl #261

  Through a Fog That moment is a snapshot. That wooden dingy breaking through the fog with red sails in a perpetual stretch, reaching for deliverance. Its hull gleaming with thick blackened tar and pitch paint, the bow chipped by storms and miscalculations and agitation. Such a headstrong and trusting craft under the determined eye of…

  Misky

  Aug 13, 2016

  Wordles

  fog, sailing

• A Meter for dVerse

  A Morning Walk on West Pier We walked the pier, that early day, Young boys with lines that begged for fish. We watched the pier splitting waves, Fair dawn so bright and dewy wide. To float a while on morning mists, Its gentle sighs and rippled swell, If just to lift its jealous veil.  …

  Misky

  Jun 16, 2016

  dVerse, Poetic Forms

  fog, morning, walking