Short Grayish Poems
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Grayish colored sky
Mullet running with the tide
From white breakers fly
By Robb A. Kopp
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june super full moon
symbolizes end of spring
announcing summer
rising behind grayish clouds
starring a stellar sighting
white foamy high tides
crash with force in the beach shore
with grayish clouds view
3-18-2016
Caring hands are soft,
Embrace you can not forget
Hairs turning grayish
Wrinkles on the face are out
She loves, unconditional…
Searching love outside
Submerging in a depth zone
Seeing grayish clouds
Until the rescue happens
Veil from the eyes the fell off
I must tell you this bird:
long thin legs, sharp beak
wading in a dappled stream
grayish blue, at home in cypress
Curving skyward through Spanish Moss
Falls trees turning leaves
Blanket the bare autum ground
Skies of grayish mist
A prelude of snowey days
We awate the menthol spring...
Tanka,sorta...
"November Skyy"
[wash] away the cries.
the tears from grayish-blue
eyes.
[little girl]
take away daddies' {plies}
"Just please one day"
[find a way to fly]
Your eyes grayish blue.
Deep blue as the sea.
They light up,
When u smile.
I get hypnotized by your eyes,
Getting so lost.
Everything just disappears when I’m with u.
an overcast Kansas day
the kind that gives you a sunburn
without any sun
the clouds are dark grayish blue
thick sluggish unmoving
I stare into them seeking my Archangel Michael
Late winter - A Haiku
Showery grayish
before late winter windy
out of early spring
3/13/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
I am compact and have a grayish-white skin
I have neither beliefs, nor a great sentiment
Whatever I am asked I do it instantaneously
Just as one wish, unmarked by hate or love
I am not lazy, or a busy body, only obedient
A great love between a mother and child.
My little angel from heaven above.
Blond curly hair.
Beautiful grayish blue eyes.
Smile that touches my heart.
Laugh makes me love you more.
You make everything better.
You show me real love.
the world goes down
in grayish cushions
colors are choked
and yellow-fingered
leaves desert their
dripping residence
the days are melting
between twilights
evaporating time
and swallows now
are quick to leave
the sinking year
Form:
A tender moment of love
between two turtle doves
one lifts their wings to fly
the other says, how high?
They are a symbol of peace
grayish white & soft as fleece
always a pair, they couple
they are soft and so supple
July 18, 2021
Shadow man left his boat
Boat alone in reeds, doth float
Shadow man no where to be seen
Shadow man, how terribly mean
We are on the horizon looking for you
In dark murky waters of grayish blue
Shadow man, where can you be?
Shadow man, are you hearing me?
In the afternoon sitting on my window
Was a beauty - a little sparrow.
It was not red or yellow, but grayish wooden pink
Its eyes were wide with a naughty wink
When I did not pay any attention he stole a peep
And called out with a shrill bleep, bleep.
Darkened blood
Through blackened veins
Dripping
From blue fangs....
Purple tears
Within grayish eyes
Spilling
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
These amber sighs!?
Note: Smile ~ "In The End," by
Linkin Park ~ "Love," John!:) ~
Form:
Early morning dew
Hear the angels cry
Brooks of sorrow near
Wings of grayish stone
Freshly cut bouquets...
Frost slaps my face
Reality
I breathe live clouds
Exhale, exhale...
Sunrise dark
Without you
Sleep my love...
Snowdrops!!!
It's you???
Wake...
in a barnyard pen sits a happy hog
bullfrogs in a blizzard bog
dense and daring grayish fog
a curious machine with a metal cog
a summertime yip from a happy dog
going on a jaunty jubilant jog
black ants sliding on a wet log
chef includes New Years eve eggnog
love to rhyme hog fog bog cog and dog
Shedding off slowly the smothering snow
Peeking through the veil of winter slumbers
Reviving fans to her delightful show
Instigated by showers and thunders
Nascent nature swaps her seasonal scenes
Grim grayish garb transformed by gorgeous greens
March 8, 2021
The snow fell,
freezing my hope
to the branches,
—waiting for spring
The snow fell,
dropping its cold
reminder,
—onto feelings bare
The snow fell,
through its grayish white
shadow,
—an untrodden dawn
The snow fell,
leaving me buried inside
this moment,
—until the melt begins
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)
The snow fell,
freezing my hope
to the branches,
—waiting for spring
The snow fell,
dropping its cold
reminder,
—onto feelings bare
The snow fell,
through its grayish white
shadow,
—an untrodden dawn
The snow fell,
leaving me buried
inside this moment,
—until the melt begins
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)
yonder is my town's old bridge,
grayish, humpbacked, but still strong,
still spanning my gaping years
like lyrics weaving my song;
like a bright picture postcard
framed by my car's glass window,
stirring youthful memories
that gladden my soul, you know.
'Yond the fields
of golden whey
A mountains- grown
in grayish clay
Near it's 'neath
a river flows
On bedded rocks
green algae grows
Catfish' treats-
a tasty bite
They eat, they jump
into the night
When morning's sun
begins to rise
They jump again
to catch 'em flies