Monday, January 26, 2015

FOG







FOG


Anything can lie lurking in the fog.....
Not the sort served up by Mother Nature,
But the porridge sort that sticks and hurts;
The man-made stuff that misrepresents;
Scorns greedily, and reinvents 
A soul that was never seen;
And reveals a love that never was.



Maureen Walsh  -  January 2015




 
ciao for now!