October Smoky-Ice Fog Revisited

OCTOBER SMOKY-ICE FOG REVISITED

i creep through smoky-ice fog on

cat paws, enter the fog

cave’s mouth my

mouth fills with

smoke- i am

swall-

owed

Rear view~headlights penetrate

the FOG’S thin skin flash

BACK-speed demon

crushes/snaps me into

the frigid fog field

dead bleached bare trees

drained of light~insipid

motion vibrates stone silence

numbing all emotions

i am

stunned by the replay

of the Smoky-Ice Fog Spirit

Copyright: Dianne Tchir December 27,2010