Best Ash Gray Poems

NATURE'S PSALMS

Is Beethoven's ensemble fairer than nature's psalms?
Amidst a crowning sun: ears and eyes are drugged,
drenched with tender notes, orchestrated by greens,
inhale deep, the aromatic...

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I hear the low hum of gray 
 As it moves  across  the sky
Forming  rain clouds up high
As rumbling chants gather to...

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A Slow Storm

Ash gray clouds rest above the large white home.
All those within have sweaty palms and feet.
A slight wind blew when they stepped out...

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DUST

Dust falls like snow, so cold
Sneaks its secrets under beds
Dyes old men and old lady heads
Covers long ago legends and lore

Dust in her eyes, behind...

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Down the old road a lantern turns ash-gray
bulb angled  like pendulum
clinging on darkened sill.

With rainfall drowning the fragrance of trees,
my eyes grow weeds as...

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Undisturbed, in this single cell
Sketches of astral thoughts, can’t tell
Nor harvest a will to value its cost
Through spiral walls, winds are lost

Apparels of ash gray,...

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Anatomy of a curse

Let it be so
Let it come to your turn 
 These dark hallucinations of my mind
 The hope that your lips burn...

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Burning snow falls quietly on
cold rusted wire and brittle bone.
An ancient creature looks to the horizon 
feeling is body built of razor wire and old...

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Black roses and ash gray skies,
Warm winds and cool spring rain,
You held my hand and kissed me.

Hearts racing, you said you loved me.

Is it the...

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Lost. Numb.
Empty.
Wandering aimlessly....

Lifting my eyes I see
A vast, parched, dead land,
And an ash gray sky.

Stopping, I hear
The howling wind, whistling a
Hollow, distant sound.

Bending, I feel
It...

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A nice, curious white woman
asked Georgie me why
me no happy ta-day

I wore me nine-year-old frown
monkey-bar yea high
Lil’ black children grow up dat way

Me answer ta...

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Once, there was a time when I wallowed in darkness
wading in the shallows of my flaws, I confess.
Shadows of hovering ravens were my only friends.
I...

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I Saw Hurt Speak So Loud


I saw hurt speak so loud,
as you stood weak but proud.
Your sad eyes told me more,
red stains on your front...

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Every season         I think is my favorite
until autumn      comes painting the trees
oh...

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As August day darkens with sunset

There are always those
Who cannot let go of the summer

The sail of the boat on Torch Lake
First a yellow flame
To...

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