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Steel Gray

Steel gray cotton balls hang suspended
Sky blue sky accents each ball
As the distant sun inches up
Realizing the roosters call

An acorn looses its hold and falls
Lands on the roof or barn  
One ping upon shingled roof top
Shrill squeal on barn tells yarn

Dampness and cool opens this fall day
There's stillness undefined
Life seems to move slowly forward
Good and evil seem intertwined

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Jack Horne

January 20, 2018 at 1:56 PM

this is such a clever write - love it

Sara Kendrick

January 20, 2018 at 3:03 PM

Jack, Thanks for the comment.. I appreciate your presence here. Your comment is uplifting..Sara

Vijay Pandit

November 5, 2017 at 9:44 AM

Lovely rhyme and imagery in this poem!

Sara Kendrick

November 5, 2017 at 12:56 PM

Vijay, Thanks for your return to my page..I appreciate the time spent here..Sara

Russell Sivey

November 5, 2017 at 6:47 AM

There is always light in the darkness, and it dominates it so much...even if it is so small as the stars...there is some light! What a beautiful poem this is Sara, I really love the title, though I prefer to use the spelling "grey" instead of "gray", it's just something that I have developed over the years that I prefer! Not that "gray" is incorrect or anything, just not my preference! I really enjoyed your last stanza the best, I thought it resonated very well with what you were trying to say!

Sara Kendrick

November 5, 2017 at 12:56 PM

Russell, Thanks for the uplifting visit..Grey is the Old English spelling..Gray is the modern English or American English way of spelling the word..Both are the same and both are correct but I was told in college by my English teacher not to use grey way of spelling..Sara

Heidi Sands

November 5, 2017 at 5:46 AM

A great poem Sara. It reminds me of the acorns and squirrel here , as well as the weather lately. Well written. :)

Sara Kendrick

November 5, 2017 at 6:07 AM

Heidi, Thanks for the visit to my page..I guess that fall is very similar in most places unless maybe in areas of the world where there is not much change in the seasons..I don't see squirrels in our yard very often but we have chipmonks around here..There are squirrels in the woods and they come into the vegetable garden..Sara

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