This poem was done in the style of Frost and was inspired by a picture of fog in a desert valley. The picture was very sunny and bright, but I thought about what the underside of the clouds must look like. I find fog to be very frightening because many scary things can hide in it, and it doesn’t let very much light through. I enjoyed the rhythm of this poem because it seems to read slower, which was perfect for crawling fog. My favorite line is the first one, because to compare the fog to disease adds a creepy element to something that is a natural occurrence.