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I couldn’t help but wonder
What lies beneath the fog
So tightly packed together
Right through it, I would slog
Making my way across it
Not knowing what’s hidden below
But that would just be stupid
Still, I’d really like to know
Perchance, what’s underneath
Is a secret, and I should wait
Or maybe there is nothing
Perhaps, I shouldn’t speculate
This usually causes trouble
Lord knows, that’s not what I need
But, maybe, just a little peek?
Seems it’s me who’s dense, indeed!
August Writing Prompt – Dense speculations – Day 16/31
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thereluctantpoet said:
Such a delightful and enchanting read!!!
xoxoxo
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you very much! 🙂 xoxo
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Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet said:
Very nice M’Lady ☺❤
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you very much, Walt! 🙂 ❤
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Neha Sharma said:
Love the poem and the picture ❤
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you, Neha 😊
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Neha Sharma said:
You’re welcome 🙂
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Jordan said:
I love this Dorinda! I too feel the same, when I travel by plane, and we happen to be at an elevation near the fog banks, I wonder what it would feel like to jump into the softness of the clouds. Also knowing that is an inane thought.
But there is something very inviting, comforting and dreamlike trying to peer through its depths.
Jordan
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Exactly! Thank you, Jordan!! 💕
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