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Grey

the cleansing tears of stratus sky
the silver tress as death draws nigh
she implored her loves that cry
to not regret ~ do not lament
for all her days were heaven sent...

May 29 ~ For Nette's Color my Mood

Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2025

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Smita Kulkarni Date: 6/10/2025 10:43:00 AM A profoundly moving piece, Craig! So much wisdom contained within just five lines! -Smita Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 5/31/2025 12:24:00 AM So poignant. You really captured the essence of grey. Big congrats Login to Reply Craig Cornish Date: 5/31/2025 12:15:00 PM Thanks so much Andrea

Lin Lane Date: 5/26/2025 8:45:00 AM Craig, I like pointing out a line or phrase in a poem that stood out as significant to enhancing the author's intent. I cannot because each of your five lines is epochal. Excellent brevity! Login to Reply Craig Cornish Date: 5/30/2025 12:39:00 PM Lin, this is such a kind comment - I'm humbled!

Ink Empress Date: 5/26/2025 6:19:00 AM Oh my gosh dear craigsz, this is so sad, made me so sad reading this, i felt the emotional depth of your poem, and i always fear losing loved ones , and i thought of my grandma as i read this and now im in tears! Its amazing how just few lines or words could evoke so many emotions, when written from the soul of a poet that has nothing but such an exquisite and effortless way of pulling heartstrings. I love your wordplay and the voice of this and the way youv set the mood here! This poem, I will remember and is a fave for me! Sigh Login to Reply Craig Cornish Date: 5/30/2025 12:38:00 PM Dear Inky, truly honored!

Tom Woody Date: 5/26/2025 5:57:00 AM Well, if ya gotta go it's nice to leave with no regrets. Terse, crisp Login to Reply Craig Cornish Date: 5/30/2025 12:37:00 PM thanks Thomas