Long Gray sky 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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I so adored late hours. I was what you would call a night owl,
As fireflies seldom appear, until creamy moon is on the prowl.

I loved the quiet and peacefulness, and staring at a big moon,
Just...

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No one in this morning
The road is deserted,
It's too early under the gray sky,

The veins of my hands,
Salient hands on the wheel
The look Elevated

The white line scrolls,
The colored houses, fled,
Since the curves crossed,

Creeks glimpsed,
The white...

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Suddenly the Storm
      by Amy Swanson


Beautiful spring day!
     Warm wind so soft
           playfully 
  ...

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Chino

By Edmund Siejka

(from East Of Seventh, Local Gems Press publisher. Available on Amazon)


Waiting near a candy store 
For something to happen
Chino pretended to be his idol 
The 1950’s celluloid rebel
Marlon Brando.

While the film actor made...

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There Were The Echoes Of Her Touch

In my lost and wandering days
Old black shoes and eyes cold gray
Wind whispering in dawn silence
Could world ever stop its violence.
There were the echoes of her touch
What the hell,...

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After inscribing a long forgotten word “Romance” in the sky 
on the other side of the setting sun and turning my face to the field 
where I walk through.  A little remaining daylight beckons...

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The sun peeks his face out from the passing wind 
still chilly and cold, and in this air the tree branches 
stretch their arms to hold the sun as if sails on the deep and...

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Let us accept this pain
and some fear
it will heighten autumn colors
crack of clean air
black crows in blue sky
lake.

Rather than fight pain, falling
asleep in front of tv, 
understand the full
import of its situation
in the body. Blessed
once,...

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Down, down, down, further and further I tumble, once again into the rabbit hole looking for my Alice. I am swallowed by an avalanche of darkness, bumping into slippery walls that propel me further into...

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Gray Sky modeled, a Leaf on its Falling,

And thus tenaciously wounded, a slow and Bitter Abandon

Crashes,

Past Churches among Coals

And Faces lined, tunneled by ants, cicadas

The mouths of Sad dead Men.

Gray Sky tears Into Dirt,

Cars and...

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Suddenly over the sudden years
I have felt an encumbrance; I sense an albatross -
the weight of sundry uncharted days.
Times I chronicle today as if I were a wax cylinder
and not the broken spool in a...

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Aint what I thought you were
                             ...

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Christmas Cometh
by Ingrid Showalter Swift 

Through a wind that never stops blowing
the house holds fast to the light
flickering candles in each window
hope calling out over a canvas of landscape base painted 
in solid white

Auburn gold...

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A few hot-orange embers burn low in the fire pit.
Morning has sprung, evident only
In the vague concrete illumination
	of an overcast sky.
Scattered twigs and last night's remaining logs
Are tossed upon the coals,
With a few shivering breathes...

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In the brown leaves lie my valentine memory

In the sands of the dried up river my nudity

In the scent of jasmine garden your naked gravity

Who says the river flows for ever, never


What goes on until...

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Rumi Quote "Doubt is a precipice on the way to God. Blessed is he who is freed from its bonds."
            __________________________________________

Walking toward the edge,...

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It started in my heart
And spread to my soul
Eventually corrupting my mind
I suffered for so long
But I shut everyone out
And refused to let anyone know
My soul cried out for years
But it seemed nobody heard
So I...

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It's six a.m. Outside it is beginning to turn from night to day. The wind howls faintly as it makes its way around my house. Rain patters chaotically on my rooftop as I lay here...

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May is warm, 
 energetic, enticing and embracing
 singing rhythmic rhyme, melancholic melodies of spring;
in a change of weather flowing on the wispy neck of winds
fall the rain drops, cold and heavy in their spin,
...

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Was it day, was it night?
 shufflings, packed with arms, legs, heads, torsos
  handled like cattle on a train car, ready to move along the tracks;
the bodies merge -
 men, women, teenagers, children, babes...

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Sketching a slope line
From sunset to zigzag’s hive!
Crying beaches under sky!

As shown in Mona’s 
Left eye, crying lavenders
And sweet melodies cry Christ!

Where Mount Carmel sighs
Sweet wrinkled gardens to cry?
Reigns safe in the heart of Christ…

Mona...

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The Silent Storm That Never Came

I sit on the porch watching the distant lightening storm.
It seems lodged behind the mountain across the narrow valley below.
At times, it lights up the gray sky as bright as...

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Don't wake me as you're passing
'Cause you'll interrupt my scheme
I may look like I'm sleeping
But I'm living out a dream

I chose this place to linger
It's my favorite resting spot
It lies between the bakery
And the mission...

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Born into light and innocence, possessing a heart with an endless capacity to love, my appetite for life was abundant.  

Anchored in purity and virtuousness, hopes and dreams blossomed in my young mind lending...

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