A Foggy Night
The Uk has been under Fog in the Wigan Area, for days.
A Foggy Night
Fog is thick, it’s been here all day,
Blinding vision, it leads you astray.
It hides the streets, the cars drive slow,
Danger lurks, mind how you go.
Stay alert and keep safe my dear.
In the fog, there is so much to fear.
Lights are dim, paths hard to see,
In thick fog, stay inside don’t be a smarty.
The air feels thick, the shadows creep,
A dense stillness, dark and deep.
Paths once clear, now twist and hide,
A cloak of mist on every side.
take your time, tread with care,
Soon it will vanish into thin air.
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About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
This could be a fun way to teach about weather conditions in a driver's ed class. Good job.
What a moody masterpiece! You've wrapped up the eerie allure of fog so vividly—mystery and caution woven into every line. A hazy delight!