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Monday, January 23, 2023

FOGGY MORNING

FOGGY MORNING

by Robin Shwedo

©: Robin Shwedo, 2023



Morning starts off dreary,

as though it had rained

hours ago.

Then,

when it should be clearing,

fog moves in,

blanketing the area

like an old

handmade quilt,

tucking in around

neighboring houses,

making one feel pleasantly safe.

I step outside

to bring the garbage can

from the curb,

and watch the fog

thicken,

move in,

surrounding the neighborhood,

muting the sounds of

cars passing by,

birds calling,

the gate opening

and shutting.

An hour later,

the sun peaks out,

pushing aside the gauzy veil.



From a new collection titled Painted Words, which is still being added to.

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