The fog moving with stealth
settles in for the night
heavy & without substance
coveting each nuance of sound
even the leaves drifting
to settle upon the ground
are silent familiars
this chilling miasma still here
as morning arrives within
its’ bitter embrace
a mask covering snaking streets
alley ways and buildings
where even lamp lights
shine bleakly
dampened
a spider abandoning its’ post
leaves dew drops glistening
as jewels upon its’ web
© October 2018 Renee Espriu
Photo Taken From Public Domain Pictures & Created As Art
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