Foggy Bottom

Foggy lake

Walk beside
Foggy bottom,
Disappearing pond,
Where has all the blue gone?

Birds are silent, and I
Search the shore alone,
People are gone.
No chatter,

Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham

Note: This is my version of a Dynamic poem. This form creates a crescendo in two verses with mood and syllable count, starting with a crescendo syllable count, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 then a decrescendo of 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. It’s similar to a ninette, which has the syllable count, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 (see some examples of ninettes here).

50 thoughts on “Foggy Bottom

  1. Your poem is beautiful and thought provoking. However, every single time after these poppy painting classes, I’m in such a great mood, that I start to think we are lacking bright red passion color in our lives. I believe, you would love to paint some poppy, too, wouldn’t you? We probably need to add some reds along the lonely shores …


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