Fog

BY CARL SANDBURG

The fog comes

on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

CHOPPED! Writing Prompt

Write a story from the point of view of the fog
moving into a city and then moving on to
another. You must use the words: MIST,
DAWN, and LANDSCAPE.

Fog
BY CARL SANDBURG
 The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

CHOPPED! Writing Prompt

Write a story from the point of view of the fog
moving into a city and then moving on to
another. You must use the words: MIST,
DAWN, and LANDSCAPE.