Poetry Friday: Morning Fog

This week I offer another poem about hope. It’s been on my mind a lot lately. One morning last week I woke to a sea of fog swirling through the trees, the grass, the trail path. Later it lifted, leaving the world just a little different. I also read a bit about the tanka, that 5-7-5-7-7 structure that starts with an image, transitions in the third line, and ends with a personal response.

Morning Fog

drooping daffodils

a blanket of silver grass

mist slowly rising

the world looms large and brighter

spirits soar on silent hope

Thanks, Heidi, for this week’s poetry roundup. Looking forward to reading!

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11 Responses to Poetry Friday: Morning Fog

  1. I love the imagery you were left with while in the fog and when it lifted – spirit soaring! Thank you for sharing your poem. ; )

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  2. Tabatha says:

    I especially like the image of “a blanket of silver grass.” Funny how the ordinary seems like a miracle when it has been hidden for a while.

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  3. cvarsalona says:

    Rose, your poem today and last PF are wonderful #poemsofhope. Would you like to add them to my padlet for inclusion in my NatureNurtures2020 Gallery? See my blogpost today if you are interested.

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  4. Leigh Anne Eck says:

    “Spirits soar on silent hope” – the alliteration of this line just lifts me up.

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  5. lindabaie says:

    Thank you for sharing your experience, Rose. We don’t have fog here very often, but I love it when we do. Love “blanket of silver grass” – a picture to remember!

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  6. Tim Gels says:

    I second the comment left by Leigh Anne: The last line is uplifting and encouraging. Thank you.

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  7. Michelle Heidenrich Barnes says:

    You can never have enough poems about hope. Thanks for sharing your hope with us.

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  8. mbhmaine says:

    Foggy mornings offer such unexpected beauty.Thank you for sharing yours and finding a message of hope within it.

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  9. Kay Mcgriff says:

    I love the mystery that fog imbues across the ordinary Like many others, I love the line Spirits soar on silent hope.

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  10. Love the sound of “the world looms large and brighter”–nice to meet you, Rose!

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