A small poem...
Jul. 12th, 2002 11:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
violachicThe fog rolls in just as the sun is
Setting-if there were a sun, which there
Isn't, because it has been overcast
All day.
It rolls in, down from the hills,
Quickly, quietly, creeping
"On little cats' feet".
But this cat is not so kind.
Sneaking up behind, it envelopes
So slowly, swirling first around
The feet, circling, circling up until one
Doesn't even know he has been
Overtaken.
There he stands, choking and waving,
Waiting for rescue, but those around
Unable to see through the fog.
There, the fog continues to suffocate its
Victim, until the sun comes
Up- if there were a sun, which there
Isn't, because it will be overcast
All day-
And the fog retreats to the hills.
Setting-if there were a sun, which there
Isn't, because it has been overcast
All day.
It rolls in, down from the hills,
Quickly, quietly, creeping
"On little cats' feet".
But this cat is not so kind.
Sneaking up behind, it envelopes
So slowly, swirling first around
The feet, circling, circling up until one
Doesn't even know he has been
Overtaken.
There he stands, choking and waving,
Waiting for rescue, but those around
Unable to see through the fog.
There, the fog continues to suffocate its
Victim, until the sun comes
Up- if there were a sun, which there
Isn't, because it will be overcast
All day-
And the fog retreats to the hills.
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Date: 2002-07-12 01:55 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-07-12 03:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-07-12 04:05 pm (UTC)Yeah, thanks to you too......
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Date: 2002-07-12 10:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-07-16 12:57 am (UTC)i think you'll like it.