Hope in fog

Posted byPhillip Knight ScottPosted inPoemsTags:, , , , ,

Hope — or the appearance
of cloudy dreams lifting me
above
gray skies
underfoot — can be heard on the horizon
itself,
disrupted by frenetic thunder
no longer.

Fog — tribute to a once cloudy
future you’ve helped bring into
focus with wire-framed
glasses — no longer obscures a rain-soaked path
insisting
we make this journey together
much longer.

© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott

Prompts

  • Fandango’s One Word Challenge: frenetic
  • Word of the Day Challenge: tribute
  • Ragtag Daily Prompt: fog

Published by Phillip Knight Scott

My name is Phillip. I am a Tar Heel born and bred and watch every Yankees game I can. I'm still searching for my own TARDIS. My first novel, "The Alien in the Backseat," is available now! https://amzn.to/3oVCG77

2 thoughts on “Hope in fog”

  1. This is so brilliant. I love the imagery in the lines “disrupted by frenetic thunder no longer” and “.. focus with wire-framed glasses — no longer obscures a rain-soaked path”. Brings to my mind the morning after a heavy storm, the air crisp and clean and inviting. Thank you.

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