Fog: Some Haiku Poem by Ram Krishna Singh

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