Today's Word: Ghost

Seven ladies passed us by, meandering towards the misty lake. We watched them grow ever more white as they trundled along. It seemed as though the fog absorbed them in tiny portions like ghosts dissipating into the murk. They were beautiful those ladies. Where have they gone?

Today's Word: Camel


I watched that fog smooch my room window
Like a wayward camel pressing
Its moist lips against the pane