A Foggy Night

A foggy night,

Deserted street.

A silent shroud,

A man alone.

Hands in pockets,

Collar turned up.

Moisture on cheeks,

Stifle a shiver.

Lost in thought,

Meandering along.

Fertile mind racing,

Answers unexpected. 

Block after block,

Street names blur.

Circuitous route,

Step up the curb.  

Around another corner,

Stumble to a stop.

Epiphany realized,

Mission accomplished. 

--Ken Ferguson--

Artista di Parole