Fog and Wildflowers


In sun the flowers are along the road through the marsh
are just a mutter of color in the foreground.
In fog, when the gray mist collapses distance
and damps the light,
they are a shout…a roar of color
challenging the day to do it’s worst…
defiant in the face of fog.

They make me want to cheer.

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