Monday, September 15, 2025

Fogginess

Free Fog Tree photo and picture
courtesy of Pixabay

 

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes bring with it a sense of unease in the city. There is an air quality alert for vulnerable people.  I notice a lone tree and contemplate its ability to withstand change. Surely, its roots are strong.

Summer’s sunlight seems to disappear earlier these days as the hickory and ash trees transition from green to a mustard hue. Soon the clocks will fall back. I feel the need to travel up into the mountains where the air is crisp and clear.  

Perhaps, a higher perspective is needed to reset my balance as the season shifts and ease my wandering mind.

written for dVerse - Prosery hosted by Bjorn 

For this prompt we must incorporate the following line in a piece of prosery. 

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes

from “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Elliot

22 comments:

  1. Very well done. Seems like a higher perspective is what we all need these days!

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    1. Thank you Dwight for reading and commenting. Much appreciated.

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  2. Nice one Truedessa

    Much♡love

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  3. I love the ending - it feels like mood shifting with the weather and perhaps the cool breezes of autumn are indeed welcome - Jae

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    1. Hi Jae, summer temps seem to be lingering here a bit longer but, the trees are changing into their autumn hues.

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  4. Like Jae, I like the shift from yellow fog to crisp, clear mountain air, Truedessa, the contemplation of the lone tree, and the hickory and ash trees that ‘transition from green to a mustard hue’.

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    1. Thanks Kim, there is definitely a shift in scenery.

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  5. I love how you made it into such a positive change, but the air alert makes me think of times when air-pollution really was an issue

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    1. Hi Bjorn, there have been many air quality alerts here since spring but, it has been mostly due to wildfire smoke.

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  6. Sweet, the changing seasons, I love watching mother nature transform hereself. Here, the days are getting longer, dawn is getting earlier, yet today, winter is saying to us, it's not quite over yet *grin*

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    1. Hi Shadow, it is wonderful to watch nature in transition. The days are getting shorter here but summer is still lingering with warmer than usual temperatures.

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  7. That was a great line to kick it off. Yellow fog of fall. Or spring with our pollen!

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    1. Thanks Alex, oh that spring pollen does leave a trail of yellow for sure. Especially with pine trees nearby.

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  8. Our offerings seem to divide between literal yellow fog, a fog of pollen, oh, and one Gobi Desert dust storm... Love the last line, Truedessa

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    1. Yes, I too noticed the similarities in theme. I have enjoyed reading all the wonderful creative poetry.

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  9. I am waiting for a cooling off too, you did well. Still in the 90's and too hot for riding in my Ford Mustang Convertible top-down.

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    1. Jim, hopefully you will get some cooler temperatures and then you can go on a carefree ride on the open road.

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  10. I can see the light you describe and have experiencedi t myself during wildfires. I feel the need to go up into the mountains for a clearer perspective. Wonderful, True.

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    1. Yes, that dreaded yellow smoke...I know you have experienced it your way as well.

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  11. I had the sense of wanting to go to the mountains for that air too, I love how you note the seasons changes and the affect.

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    1. Hi Paul, thanks for taking the time to read and comment.

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