Foggy Forest

Written for: #74
Sadje's "What Do You See?"
Image credit; Eric Muhr @ Unsplash
Two sides abut
a narrow path.  Left
side is sunny greenery,
moss climbing sides
of trees.  If I veer
off to the right
where fog occludes
the sun and texture
of bark, what will
I find?  Density
of fog thickens.
I might disappear.

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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