dark clouds weigh
heavily upon the town
a misty fog cuddles
against roof-tops
a fine mist slicks the roads
winter’s chill creeps
into cracks and crevices
seeps into my toes
A Whispered Wind
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dark clouds weigh
heavily upon the town
a misty fog cuddles
against roof-tops
a fine mist slicks the roads
winter’s chill creeps
into cracks and crevices
seeps into my toes
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Reblogged this on Insights From The Edge and commented:
I love the imagery here. Reminds me of the fog tiptoeing in like a cat…
Thanks for the reblog and lovely comment, Amy 🙂
Beautiful imagery. I felt inside your small stones piece.
As to your discussion with Michael — I wonder how women managed before we were “allowed” to wear shorts, short skirts, and bath suits when the weather heated up!
Even as a kid, we still seemed to wear a lot more — like icky, scratchy crinolines!
Here, it’s been so much warmer than normal, talking about air conditioning in January doesn’t sound as silly as it might other wise.
“Thirty-degrees+ above normal Christmas Eve/Christmas Day,” she notes. “Still haven’t gotten my box of winter outdoor stuff down from the attic.”
Thank you 🙂 yes… it must have been rough on women in the past… probably why people carried smelling salts around all the time. Here’s hoping you get some winter weather soon 🙂
I take it that it is cold and bleak out your way Lori….I do the notion of it seeping into your toes…..lovely image….
Indeed it is, Michael… a very chilly, dreary day… hope the weather is better in your area
Yes Lori your winter is full on now…today at 9.40am it is a little cloudy but beautifully warm and pleasant……
Yes, finally… it was so warm all through Nov and Dec… I envy your warmth down there 🙂
We have a few hot days coming next week, pleasant will be replaced by stinking hot….lol
LOL… enjoy the warmth then… then enjoy the air conditioning later 😀 ha!
Thankfully I have such things…..you wonder how we lived without it once upon a time….
I wonder that sometimes too… we didn’t have a/c when I was a kid… I have no idea how I survived the summers… now I cannot live without one… strange indeed.
Exactly and only the rich and wealthy had fans….but when you no nothing different its how life was then….thankfully things changed to make life a little more comfortable…
too true, Michael 🙂