FOG
His presence
among the known faces—
evening fog
A thin fog
hides the wintry moon
rising slowly
Slowly clears
the morning fog
end of the year
Hides the sun
a dense fog in the morning:
waning winter
Stench of burning leaves
mounts with fog in the evening
asthmatic breathing
East faced
yoga in the fog
breathlessness
shrouded in fog
the lone pomegranate
in the backyard
Wrapped in fog
the flying plane
seen by sound
Feels the shadow
with wet fingers on the beach:
sound through the fog
-R.K.SINGH
R.K. Singh
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fog-some-haiku/
