Dreams and nightmares swirling in fog
the enemies inside – hate envy anger
world a stage – life a circus
beware easy payments, due our duties
then fly away in a book
cups of coffee poured for two
a trumpet blows in New Orleans
Satchmo saying hello, on the radio.

5 responses to “Morning Fog”
Excellent poem. Tugs at many heartstrings
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Thank you, hope you have some wonderfullness in your world today.
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Thank you and to you as well. Cheers.
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A thought-provoking and meaningful poem. Brilliant writing.
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Thank you.
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