Monday Memories: Morning Waits

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Morning arrives, but not really too sure

Mysterious blanket stretches overnight

Thick, silent fog covers, dense and pure

It’s no wonder, not a single soul in sight

Tree tops arise above this soupy fog

Creek bottoms with clouds, so dense

While the sun waits, taking a long jog

Waiting on nature, makes huge sense

School delays pop up on the morning news

Students appreciate an extra hour of sleep

Busses wait, roads totally hidden from view

Headaches for parents, their day in a heap

Calmness and stillness thrive without wind

Street lights linger awhile, as if it is night

Damp, low clouds bring their mist to send

Out of focus, a hazy light ponders flight

Nearby airports close, everyone “socked in”

On the big lake, a lighthouse shines bright

Sky’s ceiling drops lower, gloominess within

Warning all of danger, fog covers the light

Small town’s main street, deserted to all

Pair of tiny car lights, puncture through

Darkness filling with gloom, as it crawls

Local police look out, very little to view

Deciding to wait awhile to do his chores

There is time for another cup of brew

A rancher returns for coffee and more

His wife’s cinnamon rolls, ready on cue

Morning waits, fog thicker than momma’s soup

Better the early birds, hang out in their coop

18 thoughts on “Monday Memories: Morning Waits”

Richard, first, I hope you all had a peaceful and beautiful Thanksgiving. Secondly, this poem! I love it! It sums up many mornings I remember and from so many perspectives. Thank you for sharing. Stay blessed and safe!

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bigskybuckeye on November 29, 2021 at 7:25 pm said:

Karla, Thanksgiving was filled with blessed time with our older Ohio daughter and her family. I appreciate your kind words about this poem. Blessings to you and your family.

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- K.L. Hale on November 29, 2021 at 7:51 pm said:
  
  That’s so wonderful, Richard! I’m so glad! And you’re so welcome, too. Please take care!
  
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Yes, fog makes us all slow down. I love your different views in this poem!🙂

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bigskybuckeye on November 29, 2021 at 11:08 pm said:

Susan, I am pleased that this poem brought you some splendid moments. I enjoy foggy mornings, especially when I can walk at a nearby park.

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an eerie but delightful capture of one foggy morning and the impact on so many lives … I’ll sit awhile and join you for coffee and scroll 🙂

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bigskybuckeye on November 29, 2021 at 11:06 pm said:

Thank you Kate for reading and sharing. Early morning and coffee go well together.

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- calmkate on November 30, 2021 at 1:31 am said:
  
  for sure, heavy rain here all day, wont help the flooding, I am safe 🙂
  
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  - bigskybuckeye on November 30, 2021 at 8:14 am said:
    
    Kate, I am pleased you are safe.
    
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    - calmkate on November 30, 2021 at 5:43 pm said:
      
      our state has just recorded the highest rainfall in November for one hundred years …
      
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      - bigskybuckeye on November 30, 2021 at 6:59 pm said:
        
        Wow! If I was there, I’d be looking for a boat. Kidding aside, I hope the rain takes a well-deserved respite.
        
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      - calmkate on December 1, 2021 at 1:10 am said:
        
        hasn’t let up yet, and it’s the 1st of December 😉
        
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