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

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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

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/31/2025 12:24:00 AM

So poignant. You really captured the essence of grey. Big congrats

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!

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

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

Craig Cornish
Date: 5/30/2025 12:37:00 PM

thanks Thomas