Long Blue gray Poems

He wondered with horror how so many memories, so many forms to be branded on his skin and engrave there.

Then the wet rattle of a twisted throat, and he beats his last breath to his...

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Traveling shoes on got on my traveling shoes traveling shoes yall got on my traveling shoes I can travel now got on my traveling shoes can travel yall got on my traveling shoes traveling shoes...

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The sky is blue  gray the hue white with stars looking at the view from the heavens view the earth cam view the encased truth view a wicked plan from the moon to earth...

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It was here,
On the heart of Appalachia
Where the moon and stars shimmer
Across the blue gray ridges,
Where the sunlight reflects the whisper
Echoing through the pines and laurels
Struggling to be heard through the stillness
Darkening the whimsical thoughts
Quieting...

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I was an enthusiastic painter, striving to apply more verve and color,
Like sunshine dreams, of blue-gray days, that couldn't be any duller.

Painting had for long been my passion, but had turned into a career,
Like the...

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I was a learned college professor, who was forever eager to know more,
As blue-gray waves, finding sandy beaches, turn to seek another shore.

I drove to work smiling, in those tangerine days, so glad for avid...

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Went for a ride with my wife into the desert.
Going for stationhouse rides can be fun, lots of pictures.
The wife is an artist in her own right picks sometime come first, painting next.
Watching her passion...

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Joan Marlowe was eight years old, and loved the smiling, happy people;
As green pines love chattering redbirds, when an orange sun is gleeful.

And yet, when some found they were too busy, Joan petulantly pouted,
Like the...

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Variations multicolored adaptations shimmering in the waters
Of hewed blue, beauties in the depths light show, yet these
Aquatic butterfly’s sting requires distances persuasion.
Deadly eloquence with a venomous tentacle embrace,
But in graceful opulence’s to perfections beguiling eyes,
None...

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Listen to the wind, sighing gently –
Intimate as the moan from an oak,
Crackling, groaning, yet breathing light
From the soul of summer…
As it fades beneath autumn’s breath,
Blowing wonders into the moments,
Quiet dreams and soothing thoughts,
Healing the...

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When I met the tall and amiable Vietnam War veteran,
my shyness showed,
yet, my throat dried and tightened when he softly
spoke the words, "The war never goes away."
All these humanity destroying wars never cease,
soldier's names, faces,...

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I drove down the boulevard as I did a thousand other times
Passing by the aged blue-gray house - the bachelor's pad across the street
Hunkered down like storm clouds in a mist of yesterday's legacy 
And...

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I had waited for you seemingly forever
So long did it take before you were to come into my life
But in so many ways you had always been there

Your hair so white more than once people...

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While springtime presses in on my thoughts,
	forcing me to believe that even the stillness
		the clingy silence who drenches my spirit
in rhythms of non-regret, rhythms of pure peace
releasing my soul from the fading feelings,
the emotions that...

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Lo, falls                                 ...

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It was a cloudy day in march...
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Hey…psst…wake up! I know it's still dark but will you come with me? Come on…

We tiptoe quietly through the sleeping house and slip our feet into flip-flops, and go out the back door. 
We...

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I Wrote A Poem Today,Its Message True Words

I wrote a poem today,its message true words
banishing morbid grey,its echoes I heard
in foreign tongues,set my heart aghast,
curses darkly flung,deeds of my past.
I heard a song play,its rhythm...

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1:    You’re every girl’s daydream and I’m more of the suffering-artist type.
	 I will keep you up at night to stare at the stars with me and paint them while you sleep...

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Montauk Point 

Ridge sides slope  amidst  the ancient seas 
grass sown seed from storm winded shores 
lighthouse beacons light the shores 
laden seaweeds on ragged rocks meet the crashing seas 
driftwood grey smoothed...

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The morning sun stretches across the sky, 
charging a palette of blues, greens and chalky coastal whites.  
The smell of salt is carried by the early morning humid wind, 
and seagulls search for their...

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The Fall

In a letter to Joyce, 21 pages

A big hole has opened up before my eyes – I can now see the skies
as Summer, sheds her clock of thick greens – now torn and tattered...

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Blue-gray the barren mountains of Moab
at dusk . . . a tour bus winds its way
up to Jerusalem, City of God, from Tel Aviv.
How one feels, the emotion, is difficult to convey;
the very mold of...

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I’ve been blue gray yellow and I’ve seen red
I was dying slowly and I wished I were dead
Pain and anguish was my dear friend
But I still hung in so I could mend

I’ve been down and...

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I sit upon the well-worn vinyl couch
and apprehensively await my turn
to see the doctor.  Others, deep in thought, 
glance up a moment, then resume their worlds.

I scan the room, a mixture of decor-
odd tables,...

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