Lucy Grainger
Poems by Lucy Grainger : 7 / 18
fog
Fog
Fog is mysterious, wet and dark.
Fog blurs your view and makes you unsure of what's coming next.
Fog creates wishes of people from beyond coming back.
Fog feels wet against your face so that you can't tell whether you're crying or just moving forwards.
Fog chills you to the bone.
Fog holds your secrets with care.
By Lucy Grainger
Lucy Grainger
Submitted: Sunday, January 13, 2013
Poems by Lucy Grainger : 7 / 18
Poet's Notes about The Poem
i lost my dad when i was fourteen and it ripped me apart so everytime it's foggy i believe he's going to turn up and say its all a lie. feel free to comment xx
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Nice work. Really sorry about your dad... I never knew my biological one: (
Enjoyed the last two lines, would give it a 10, thank you for sharing,
thats tragic. reading your poem though its seems like the fog could almost be your inner person, that hidden wealth of experience and emotion that can be so strange to us. and maybe that way he is telling you hes still there by being an essential part of your inner self.
stirring poem
-M