Fog obscures the path,
Whispering smoke
Among naked trees,
Drawing everything
Into its grey embrace.
Dogs and walkers loom,
Then fade and disappear
Into its muffled eeriness.
I walk on and brush away
The damp and chilly trace
Of foggy fingers from my face.
Kim M. Russell, 2017

Image by David Russell
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille
This Monday, De is our host and she has chosen the word ‘whisper’ to include in our 44-word gems.She wants us to softly sneak it in . Or shout it. Noun it. Verb it. Slip it an extra letter or two to make it an adjective or adverb: whispered, whispery, whispering, whisperingly (bonus points if we can make that last one sound good, ever.) And she loves a well-placed hyphen, should we want to play around with it a little.
I absolutely love the quote she shared and have to share it again:

I love the lull of that last rhyme…the the thought of getting lost in the fog. Sounds lovely right now, really. So happy to see you at the Pub, Kim. Love your words.
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So glad to be back and thank you, De xx
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Fog is like a floating whisper. Loved your quadrille, Kim. ❤
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Thank you so much, Olga!
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The grey embrace speaks of damp and chilly weather; there is an undertone of foreboding in your verses. Hope the weather clears up soon ~
So lovely to read you again Kim ~ Hugs ~
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Thank you Grace, with hugs xx
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I’m glad to be back. Hugs winging their way to you xxx
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I love the visual atmosphere of dogs and walkers looming and fading in the fog, a beautiful write Kim :o) xxx
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Thank you, Xenia. xxx
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💖 xxx
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Oh foggy fingers. This is so atmospheric.
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Thanks Paul.
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Some truly lovely images here, Kim ❤️ Good to have you back. Sending love and light..
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Thank you, Sanaa xx
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I am one of the rare ones who like fog and all its mysteries…though not all the time. It is such a powerful metaphor for the ups and downs of life. I suspect this poem is quite reflective of what you are experiencing, my friend.
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I think you have to love fog up here on the North Norfolk coast – we get so much of it. I always have loved a foggy day. At the moment, it is comforting to feel traces of foggy fingers. Thank you for your understanding, Victoria
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The damp and chilly trace
Of foggy fingers from my face… fantastic!
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Thanks!
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Fog is mysterious. I love your poem, as it does remind me of the sound you hear on a quiet foggy night, where it does seem to whisper. 🙂
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Thank you! 🙂
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geez. love the imagery!
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Thank you!
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you’re welcome, Kim!
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🙂
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The whole thing is so beautiful. Eerie, but enchanting.
This, though, is my favorite section:
“Whispering smoke
Among naked trees,
Drawing everything
Into its grey embrace”
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Thank you, Iris!
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We step in faith through the fog…thinking of you, grief is a lingering mist.
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Being part of such a wonderful, caring poetry community is helping me through. Thank you, Lynn.
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love these foggy fingers on your face, naked trees, dogs and walkers. sounds like you cut through wonderfully
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I am a lover of foggy weather – we get an awful lot of it up here near the North Norfolk coast. Sometimes it just rolls in from the sea, like ghosts. Wonderful!
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Love that image of damp and chilly trace of foggy fingers on her face… 🙂
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Thank you, Maria!
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My pleasure, Kim. 🙂
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The sense of those fingers felt… love the rhymes and how you made me feel its chill.
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And I imagine Sweden is much colder than England at the moment. 🙂
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Not so cold at the moment… just below freezing.
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‘T walk on….’
Those are powerful words! Stunning imagery, lovely poem. 🍻
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Thank you, Kay!
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My pleasure! 💜
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“Whispering smoke” is a nice parallel to “muffled eeriness”.
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😊
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Your poetry dear Kim, is always an aria….but rest assured, you are definitely not a diva! 🙂 Fingers of fog….sometimes it feels clammy, sometimes like a moist kiss, right? 🙂
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Thank you, Lillian 😊 The moist kiss of fog…
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love the almost haunting feel of this walk through the fog. Especially love that you ended with a rhyming couplet.
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I have noticed that quite a few if my poems end with rhyming couplets. I suppose it can’t be a bad habit as Shakespeare was partial to them too! 😊
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This poem fits in perfectly with yesterday’s weather, which was a symphony of greys and fog and cloud. I can see you were inspired by the weather too!
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Thank you Marina Sofia! I just love weather, especially fog. It’s free entertainment and there’s always plenty of it up here on the North Norfolk coast. We even have our own little weather fronts. The other day it was snowing only a few miles away and we had a some misty sunshine here!
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Another Phenomenal Gem. 🌹🌹🌹
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😁
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Truly and most humbly, if this is correct term, execution of the terms, Your work is Outstanding -with all the crap’ and other’ questionable writings out in this world alas, there is too much crap’ – I have no problems or hesitations of any kind to point the Best and Most Encouraging, Memorable, Positive and Phenomenal Writings out there. Time and time again, I state wholeheartedly Kim that you are a Fantastic Writer. Never let anyone discourage you or allow you to believe otherwise. (@–>–)
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Thank you, Dorna, from the bottom of my heart. 😊
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(@–>–)
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Foggy fingers….really excellent description…so tangible 🙂
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Thank you!
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Vividly recreated.
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Thank you, Rosemary!
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