On a Foggy Afternoon

Barbara Manogue-Kushnirov
The rooftops are speaking, I am hiding the wonder of the glass
panes, while below, the doors closed beneath the tracks of--------
still time. The silent people fixed,--- in their minds!
The shallow intricate movement perplexed, giving off another hour,
all soothing, the day eased, the fog tired, the people died, until
to---morrow!

Published by Barbara Manogue-Kushnirov

I grew up in a very sheltered home,military environment, Father was in the military. I was always taught throughout my life to do everything right and accurate.  View profile

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  • Tye Martin3/14/2008

    aaaah! soothing.....thanks...nice.. it reminds me of a release of heaviness

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