Best Greys Poems

POTW

When Wishes were made on a shooting star
The Heavens looked down and smiled
With sprinkles of stardust on a whisper of moonbeams
They created for us a...

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She Touched The Water

My muse
touched the waters
of a spring fed river
She had a special gift to deliver
Releasing the inspiration 
from deep within her
She said “...

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Eyes are the windows of a soul and they say ‘Love is blind’
But how do you describe colour to a sightless person?

Such depths to your...

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Nature's Way Constanza

Sol puts to sleep the hills with light
     while gloaming sheds all fading rays
     and...

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Turned and tossed like toys
Riding the mighty waves
Their master does what he wilt
To them his humble slaves

Rudely he flings their boats asunder
But calm can be...

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Outside was I one evening
with my jacket on,
gazing at the pumpkin 
still out there on my lawn
with its face carved in a grin.
It was November...

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We Are All the Same
Listen to the reeds as they sway apart;
Hear them speak of lost friends.
At birth, you were cut from your bed,
Crying and...

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The sunset clouds are pinks and greys
in tattered strips, in rips and frays,
in feathered flight at end of days,
in summer skies that fill my gaze.

And...

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Beauty

Beauty is all around me, in a million different things.
The silvery haired, wrinkled face of one that has impenetrable memories
She smiles and longs for someone,...

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Van Gogh’s “Starry Night”

gamboge moon and stars
dance haloed whirlwind marriage
in violet sky

lemon-greens and greys
calm sleeping childhood mem’rys
beneath white steeple

as black cypress looms
past swirling clouds like...

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O' possum O' possum
Sleep the day away
Await the setting of the sun
before you go and play

As the dusk arrives at last
Awake and stretch your paws
Don't...

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I see a pair of Pink and Greys
They fly on by my way
They seem to be so filled with health
To me they do have so...

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WHEN LETTERS DANCE ON  THE PAGE

  
 
“Disappear,” I said.
They denied.

Didn’t  the Casanova at the theatre
Return  my ravishing smile last night?
The...

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On a slope graced with green
White marble stands in proud salute

For beneath these engraved pillars of memory
Lie the resting places of heroes

A solitary green fir...

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I sit and pause, looking at the sky blue ceiling above me. White vapour cotton wool clouds
gently float like water lilies on an upside down...

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