#19 – The Fog

The Fog settles in and makes plans to stay,

How long since the way was clear and bright?

Slowly swirling, it steals from the day.

A half-life; It rolls in with the night,

Every task attempted, sluggish and slow,

The Fog torments daily, no end in sight.

The Fog stretches and further it flows,

And fills every corner with heaviness,

Weighs down the weary, continues to grow.

How long until clarity's due caress,

Comes to replace Fog's sleepy decay,

And cleans up the dregs of the weariness?

Still, the Fog fills my head, intent to stay,

Damn, am I ever tired today!

 

- Laura Freeman

April 19, 2013 -

From Poets.org, this is my attemt to write in "Terza Rima"

" Invented by the Italian poet Dante Alighieri in the late thirteenth century to structure his three-part epic poem, The Divine Comedy, terza rima is composed of tercets woven into a rhyme scheme that requires the end-word of the second line in one tercet to supply the rhyme for the first and third lines in the following tercet. Thus, the rhyme scheme (aba, bcb, cdc, ded) continues through to the final stanza or line. Dante chose to end each canto of the The Divine Comedy with a single line that completes the rhyme scheme with the end-word of the second line of the preceding tercet."