Short Grayer Poems

an awning of clouds
grayer than those
buried here
but their souls
give light...

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his hair is grayer
and his skin more wrinkled, but
he's a better friend
than he was the day before --
my anniversary man....

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That evening trending grayer than the rest
  He'd set out for the shore line's last request

Pre-cancer no one ever called him quitter
  Prime of Life arrived melanoma bitter...

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how pleasantly his face smiles seeing his soulmate after
many hours apart, even though the clouds that float above... 
      his day couldn't look grayer; too in love to notice.


Date written: 03/20/2021...

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Sand gets grayer, melting sun
Merges into setting phase
Waves slow down their run
To the quieter pace 
Gentler blows the ocean breeze
Cirrus clouds decay
Shines a metaphor of peace
In the air today
Looks like postcard type of view 
But it’s not that trite
On the premise of the few
Who can breathe the light.
...

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Listen to poem:

Planting
David J Walker

Today I forget 
The snow and ice that
Seemed to last for the 
entire forever of my youth
I am taller
Winter smaller now 
That I am older 
While the long gray afternoons 
Grow grayer and stay longer
And I wonder 
If I have found the truth 
I was expecting before planting
In the warm soil of the 
Next spring...

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I know not what tomorrow brings
and yesterdays are gone
flown away on timeless wings
I wait for coming dawn

The day will pass and night will fall
a silent darker world
this light and dark entangled sprawl
hold years my life unfurled

My life now passes quicker now
days, nights merge into one
my years have found a grayer brow
beneath the setting sun


9/20/21...

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Some stubborn snow
Just will not go;
It likes to hang around.
It’s laying low
But as we know
It uglifies the ground.

For city air
Makes white snow rare.
Each day the heaps get grayer;
And those that care
Might even dare
To blame it on the mayor.

Yet very soon
(Perhaps by June)
The sun will melt those piles
And we’ll commune
Each snow-free noon
With spring-like beaming smiles....

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And yet
Early to me is 11 AM
With my hair a mess and not yet dressed
My wrinkles are my prime concern
Now all I see is Jeopardy
On my 54” TV
Old they say
Getting grayer each day
But Revlon saved the day
My teeth always shine
Using my denture Cleanser
It is now 12 AM
Time to hit the sack
For a short Nap!

Contest: Play With Me, COLLABORATION
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Date Created: 08/15/2019...

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walking down cracked sidewalks,

kicking rocks and acorns further ahead,

hoping for a sound of birds,

but chirps of squirrels abound.

yesterday blinded my eyes,

today the clouds bring dusk at noon,

and leaves are grayer than years past.

looking for someone to wave at,

to greet with a smile,

but casting my gaze from three passing,

then quiet drowned by lawns mowing,

stops only once inside,...

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never desire
a reluctant umpire
fire and retire

had premonition
determined by dimension
what we must mention

fielder looked like owl
who was player on the prowl
on face had a scowl

older was player
who had become much grayer
which was hard to bare

ball thrown was last strike
heard after announced on mike
had to take a hike

after making probe
had an earring in each lobe
while wearing a robe

wages first meager
than became a big leaguer
with enormous figure...

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