….If Sandburg’s Cat Were Mine
The fog comes silently as if it were
…A pensive cat on little paws.
It looks o’er harbor, town without a purr
…And then moves on to warm applause.
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Sandburg’s poem can be read here:
https://thebardonthehill.wordpress.com/2011/06/10/fog-by-carl-sandburg/
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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2015.
The Bard on the Hill 
Cute imagery!
The imagery is all Carl Sandburg’s. The rhyme and rhythm are mine.
Thank you for sharing his poem in that case. 🙂 As always, you have an excellent eye for them…and an excellent sense of writing them as well
I put a link to his poem below my re-write of it. 🙂 And, thanks for your kind words.
This is what Sandburg was trying to write. 😉
I’m not quite sure what to say without getting in trouble. 🙂 But, yes, I wish that Sandburg had written with rhyme and rhythm. I saw a quote in the last day or two by Walt Whitman – something about just letting it flow and don’t worry about form. That’s why I don’t read Whitman (except his poem about Lincoln).