Gray Poems - Poems about Gray

...April 6—Beverage, libation, liquid… Daily Ritual Drinks Drink in the morning I drink a cup of snarling hot coffee while watching the news. in the afternoon I shift to tea either earl......Read the rest...

...Bliss Successful Evolution Requires A Selfishness Larger than > LIFE. That's the REAL Problem with BEING Aware. I Can Do This Though: Just Watch! That's Too Bad, Not My Fault.......Read the rest...

...Elderness (Mainly.) Make Time Fly! Or... Don't have too much fun. So? ...or Too? Too/So? Don't have SO much FUN?! What a WASTE Of TIME. Thanks. -Gray Squirrel 05-0......Read the rest...

...Little Girl swings in the air, legs pumping, wind in hair the closest to flight she’ll ever be. freedom and fairytales whisper in her ears, telling her with each swing, she’ll be closer to the cl......Read the rest...

...Fit In Masque It's as Flimsy As that Film You Wear: FEAR All the Time. [STOP.] -Gray Squirrel 05-03-2024......Read the rest...

...An Original Idea Self Reference Is Dumb. Or DONE! "Yeah, say it like that." Oh, shut up, You're just trying to Be WeIrD... And it's Not Even That, It's Passe, Or Pompous, Or Over......Read the rest...

... Nervous I sat, waiting to be called. I wasn’t sure what it was he said, but it meant a lot to me. Then I realized, he was not talking to me. <>...Read the rest...

...I sit here at my computer. I look out the window. I watched the color of the sky change from blue to gray; the first drops of rain begin to fall. My plans for today were to clean out my closet, to ri......Read the rest...

...bubbling blackening putrefaction completing the first stage decomposition of prime elements gray matter decay decay of prime matter what matters is that you save nothin......Read the rest...

... Morning blessings, bird songs fill the air Music can be heard everywhere Delightful sounds, even with a gray day Morning blessings, the birds bring my way I listen, I smile, I step outside ......Read the rest...

... Come on guys I really need to go. My inside are about to blow, This line is way too long, No time to sing a song. I am filled with messy cargo.......Read the rest...

...snow falls like ashes below a stone cold gray sky dimly lit by Sun......Read the rest...

...In a somber house on Maple Street, where shadows creep, Lived Lily, a child, in silence she'd weep. With every creak of the floorboards at night, She'd hold her breath, gripped by fright. Mr. J......Read the rest...

...Hika Bay Silent hawks appear outside our window two,then four,now six form a floating dimond A kettle of hawks roam high on ancient air sent by first peoples to remind us We dont own ......Read the rest...

...Dichotomy What is Your Heaven? What is it Like? ****** The More I Give The More You Fight. -Gray Squirrel 04-29-2024......Read the rest...