Bridge Fog

Written for:  Sunday Muse #95


Bridge is deserted,
befogged, the moon
occluded. Will my
flash be bright
enough to capture
the vision walking
towards me?

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to Bridge Fog

  1. Sherry Marr says:

    That’s an intriguing thought – the vision walking towards the narrator…… the moon being occluded, too.


  2. Helen says:

    If the vision is you …. yes.


  3. Carrie V. H. says:

    I love the question and the point of focus being what the photographer sees. Excellent writing Sara!!


  4. qbit says:

    Great question!!


  5. susanstoo says:

    Lovely! There is the doubt of all our work. Flash on!


  6. othermary says:

    Ah, I like your take on the photo. You really engage the reader!


  7. fireblossom32 says:

    I’d be high-tailing it out of there! Brave photographer! 😉


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