Best Graying Poems

Apple cheeked autumn eyes bashful skies, as

Yellow frocked summer says her goodbyes to fragrant
Earth's seeded spring, to wild bouquets
Arranged by careless care, for the
Roses and...

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In a moment of juvenile jealousy 
he envies his red rival

with its intimate and greedy embrace of her angels’ share
of honey and vanilla spice
as wet...

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It was a long time ago, in another age
Where the shifting of the wind
Knew where I began
A place so far away, 
Somewhere distant, in childhood...

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Where gentle winds merrily blow
And twilight flaunts its orange glow
Swirling imprints amber arc spun
Bending beams-mauve of setting sun
Prairies sway in graying shadows
Wailing grief of browning...

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No blue hair or curls for me.
I’ll grow old naturally.
Hanging breasts and flattened bum,
crooked teeth and graying gum.
Sagging knees and chicken skin,
sunny spots and double...

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Believing that marriage was ordained of God; 
that, like a seed, it needed constant nurturing, 
she sowed her deep devotion with a hope 
that stretched...

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I am home ...

oh, my heart
      pray, hush its cadence
         for the...

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Diminished by age, a weathered existence limps
Crutching dimmed vision and impaired limbs,
Much wiser that before, it speaks wisdom words
Entertaining grandkids in stories that enlighten,

Wishing the...

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with passion’s brilliant mediocrity
we sparked a flame with tragedy
it was our common fantasy

what a candid lie we chose to sing


while watching worlds were turning
we rubbed...

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On misted streets of fog and pain
           With lamp post lighted thoughts of rain
The city,...

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When on life’s seas I’m tempest tossed,
And my hopeful smile is all but lost,
When I need to survive at any cost,
You are my anchor.


My life...

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We communicate without language,
Gestures,symbols,motions of a hand.
He understands my language. 
I struggle with his.
But somehow we make it work.
We've lived together 14 years now,
Never thought...

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it's raining again,
been this way for days;
swirls of graying clouds
hiding the blue of skies
and my eyes

my lips 
seem wetter
than everything else
that rises
without sun,

the river's rising...

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Sometimes when matters are in the gray,
it ain’t always black and white
There are times when emotions are deep blue,
canary yellow thoughts can make us wanna...

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“Within the fog the distant mountains strain
Bruised in shades lavender and forest green
Each angle decomposing ~  ~  ~ in the rain”

While dreary dawn,...

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