wee words for wee ones: In Recovery

In Recovery

I went out to walk my dog,
Through the swirling cream-soup fog.
Never mind that I could not see,
My furry pup next to me.
Blind, we strolled along by feel,
From my fall I hope to heal.

14 comments:

Tabatha said...: I didn't "see" your ending coming, Bridget! What a fun topic to wander a poem through!; May 3, 2013 at 4:09 PM
Bridget Magee said...: Thanks, Tabatha! I was hoping it wasn't to foggy to follow. =); May 3, 2013 at 6:15 PM
Liz Steinglass said...: Ouch. A not-so-great surprise ending!; May 3, 2013 at 8:31 PM
Buffy Silverman said...: Ha! Your ending made me laugh.; May 3, 2013 at 9:04 PM
Betsy Hubbard said...: "Cream soup fog" that is a great description.; May 4, 2013 at 1:20 AM
Linda B said...: Hope it's not true, Bridget! Fun poem to read through with that surprise at the end.; May 4, 2013 at 1:24 AM
Michelle Heidenrich Barnes said...: Love "swirling cream-soup fog"... sounds both delicious and mysterious.; May 4, 2013 at 2:05 AM
Bridget Magee said...: Yes, that would not be a good ending to a real foggy walk. =); May 4, 2013 at 5:51 PM
Bridget Magee said...: I'm glad, Buffy! Your comment made me smile. =); May 4, 2013 at 5:51 PM
Bridget Magee said...: Thanks, Betsy! Sometimes fog is just so thick...like cream soup. =); May 4, 2013 at 5:53 PM
Bridget Magee said...: No, it is not true, Linda. Just my imagination at work. =); May 4, 2013 at 5:54 PM
Bridget Magee said...: Thanks, Michelle! I like the thought of anything deliciously mysterious. =); May 4, 2013 at 5:55 PM
Mary Lee said...: That's the line that caught my eye, too!; May 5, 2013 at 2:32 AM
Bridget Magee said...: Thanks, Mary Lee, it's also the line that shows how hard it was to "see" because the fog 'caught my eye'. Hee-hee! =); May 5, 2013 at 5:51 AM

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