Foggy Day

 

I looked across the bay

There was no sun today

Fog and mist a hidden ship

From my coffee cup I’ll sip.

 

The clouds seem so down to earth

A somber feeling, a lack of mirth.

One careless crow pass by my window

No sunshine no morning glow.

 

Wait a bit! Three ships I see

Sailing on the ocean free

Honking horns interrupt the peace

This city living is a beast.

 

 

 


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10 Comments for “Foggy Day”

Tim Hillebrant

says:

From being raised in a quiet-ish town, to living in the city, I can attest to one thing- you’re absolutely right!!

Nicely done, Claudine!!

says:

You set this peaceful scene and the reader feels like they are near the beach, but, alas! You are looking out a window(probably from an apartment) across the bay and interrupted by sounds of the city. Nice job giving us this jolt at the end. It brings us back to reality, sadly.

I moved to the city after having lived most of my life in rural Wisconsin and Minnesota. I wrote a poem you might enjoy about being feeling lost in the city. https://www.writerscarnival.ca/old-friends-im-thinking-of-you-now/

I enjoyed your poem, Claudine. 🙂
Write On!
Becky

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