|Dense fog in Western Nebraska as walk in the fields.|
Dense fog embraces creation like lovers entwined.
Heat of passion creates steamy thick low clouds.
Groping each other, earth and sky, as young lovers.
Creation coated in glistening wetness.
Beauty aroused in shroud of mist,
Veil of privacy upon the land.
As a curtain obscures bed chamber,
Teasing lover with what's obscured.
Curiosity awakens in the brume.
Wind driving low clouds.
Creation blushes in voyeuristic pleasure.
Intimate dance of creation in the air at dawn.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
For poetry vignette assignment. Inspired by thick fog on this Nebraska morning.