Tag Archives: fog

Listening to the rain #SOL15

15 Mar

My dad always told us his favorite poem was Fog by Carl Sandburg.I’m not sure he liked it because of what it said or because it was a short one he could remember.


The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
I spoke to my soon to be 84 year old mom on the phone yesterday and she told me it was foggy where they lived, and it hadn’t burned off as she had expected. I told her we were having fairly heavy rain and it seems will continue today and into tomorrow. Here is the forecast:
Screen Shot 2015-03-15 at 6.40.47 AM
It rained steadily all night and I had the window open because I like to listen to the sound of rain at night. It brings back a lot of memories. Good ones mostly. So, I thought I would try my hand at creating a Carl Sandburg-like poem about the rain.
The rain comes
on centipede feet.
It runs swiftly
over rooftop and eaves
flowing down drainpipes
and then moves on.
%d bloggers like this: