Way On High

I love those grey days , they somehow inspire me to write poetry and your poem gives me ideas too. Love it! :)

ask the clouds to emigrate, dodge the thunder hesitate, see the wonder little mate, and life is getting better! great....

a double treat with rymes that brings out your poetic mood, russel... dodoitsu becomes you! :) huggs

It seems we remember these gray days more than we remember the sunny ones, Russell. Although rain is usually welcome where I live, there are times when we get too much and you don't see too many people smiling. Lovely doiditsu, Russell! Love, Carolyn

I love this poem, no matter what! The sky seems to evoke strength in verse. You have related it well in this poem. ---Forsooth nigh tis nery a fav'rite word of min whereinsoever-:) 7up and a FavourWrighten

russell,,, very deep .. fits my mood... all gloomy......Enjoyed stopping by tonight, have yourself a lovely night ;-) ,..LINDA

Old grey sky will hopefully further away itself and fly :) I wish them to be older still for the rains gloom and sigh is too nigh!! Good stuff Russell!

A day like this is like a root beer float with mud in it. Swell topic and usage of rhyme...re: syllable count with my haiku...not sure if you are allowed to use numbers..if I wrote it out it would have had too many syllables so I short cut with numerical form..if it's illegal...I will go to jail for what I believe in...lol. Thanks Russ. Gwendolen

well, no wonder you liked my third haiku best. It gets rid of these old grey skies! I bet you hate this kind of day. Good monorhyming, Sir!

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