Fog's Gone Poem by Steven Federle

Fog's Gone



Fog's gone, the sky rises
to steaming heights
sheds hot silver to gleaming bay
thin lines of fire spreading
through the blue, hazy day.

From this hill I see
how space
to white space fades
and bold day strides to night.

Fog's back
to block my hobbled sight.

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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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