Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Forty Foggy Mornings

                                            I counted forty foggy mornings in August
                                            an old lady once said
                                            I wondered how can this be
                                            as I scratched my head

                                            Thirty one days in August
                                            is all I've ever known
                                            unless the calendar has changed
                                            and the months have grown

                                            I worked so very hard
                                            to try and figure it all in
                                            but the forty foggy mornings
                                            I didn't know where to begin

                                            And then I thought to myself
                                            and I came up with a good try
                                            when summer's heat lingers on
                                            there's forty hot days in July

                                            In January's snowy weather
                                            there's at least forty flakes
                                            that lies on the ground constantly
                                            forty days for goodness sakes

                                            How could I forget March
                                            with so many windy days
                                            the wind probably blows forty
                                            I just don't count the days

                                            No that can't be right
                                            so I said to myself
                                            when thirty one days are gone
                                            in a month there's none left

                                            So I'll just keep on waiting
                                            August is around the bend
                                            if there's forty foggy mornings
                                            when will September begin

                                            Susie Swanson

I'm a little late getting this one posted. To tell you the truth, I forgot about writing it until I ran across it in my untidy mess that I call files. I wrote it sometime last fall after August had come and gone.
This is suppose to be a true story folks. My mother told us kids years ago, there was this old lady that said she counted forty foggy mornings in August. I ask Mom , what did she reply and she said " nothing, I didn't want to hurt her feelings by telling her she was wrong or make her mad". Apparently the old lady was easy to fly off the handle as my mom used to put it.
I've thought about this little story a lot over the years and it just came to me one day to try and write something about it. I know it's not the best in the world and I probably could have done better, but I hope someone gets a laugh out of it like I did and still do.. Blessings, Susie


  1. Susie, I loved this one! And yes, it did give me a good laugh. This is a very clever, cute poem. Well done! :)

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    Love this Susie xoxox Smiles :)<

  3. Hi Susie, I have heard about that old folk tale for years and years.. The number of fogs in August tell us the number of snows we will have in the winter... How's that????

    Great poem...

  4. I really enjoyed this Susie, we have a heat mist but as for fog in August I have yet to see.

    Enjoy your day,

  5. Thank you Daisy, glad you got a laugh out of it.
    Helena so glad you like it . Thank you
    Betsy, I've heard that too. If there's any truth to it we'll have a lot of snows if they count foggy mornings in July too. Mom said this lady she knew said it. I don't know if it was just the folk tale she heard or actually thought she counted them. Thank you Yvonne, I wish you could see a foggy morning, especially in the winter when the fog freezes in mid air. it's beautiful...Susie

  6. Hi Susie! What a cute poem. I have never heard that expression of "40 foggy mornings" before. I would have been just as confused as you were and would have asked the same questions. Maybe the "40 foggy mornings" she mentioned, did not mean real, literal fog, but "foggy thinking". I know I have a lot of that myself these days, not just in August. :)

    Fog is beautiful. Last spring I woke up one morning and saw the fog lying over our meadow and pond. It was so peaceful, still and fresh. It is such a happy memory. I hope you have a good evening ahead and a restful nights sleep! Delisa :) P.S. I am so enjoying your book, I have been sitting down each afternoon and reading a few poems at a time. It's like having a box of fine chocolates!

  7. Thank you Delisa. I'm thinking that it may have just been foggy thinking on her part. She had heard about the old folk tale and thought it was true. I have heard the old timers say that if you counted the foggy mornings in August there would be that many snows come winter.
    I'm so glad you enjoy the little book. I only wish I could have added more to it, but maybe someday, there will be another one. Hope you have a great evening as well...Susie

  8. That was so cute, Susie~ I'm glad you shared it with us!

  9. Oh Susie, this is amazing. Some of the wonderful imagery and some of the wonderful pictures of reality. Sorry for not being able to comment, it's because of the low state of my internet connection.
    Keep going!

  10. I've never heard about the 40 foggy mornings Susie, but after this heat wave we're having, I think there will be 40 hot days in August. At least it will feel like there were.

    Thanks for sharing this poem. I won't forget it.

  11. Thank you Paula, Glad you enjoyed it. @Monika, thanks for the comments, sorry about your internet. I love your poems and prose.
    Thank you Sam for your comments. Yes I think there will be forty hot days. it just don't seem to want to let up. Thanks for stopping by..Susie

  12. Susie,
    I like this poem very much. The story about the lady is intersting, too. I've never heard of 40 foggy mornings, Susie. Thanks for sharing your poem.

  13. What a neat poem! I love foggy mornings and I'll take forty foggy mornings any way I can get them. And, your poem is a good place to get my forty foggy mornings.