Short Grayness Poems

cloudless rising sun
all grayness of dawn hiding
into the shadows...

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Grayness of 
the dawn
movement of 
their prey
glazed your 
blood-thirsty 
griffin's eyes...

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Far away from the
grayness; the choking hands of
mediocrity
into your burning
darkness I immerse....

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Clear blue skies, or
grayness blotting out the sun,
don’t you know that every day
is the perfect day?...

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Ashes

Your grayness is unfathomable
Your light, yet your harmful
You destroy me physically
You kill me mentally...

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Geese, electrified, dances smoothly.
Yellow wings serenade elegies
amongst the endless sky.
 Sorrow washes stained 
blueness satisfaction near rain
Shattering grayness sighs...

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In the twilight grayness
unfading purple dreams 
of two lover’s meeting 
are magically transformed 
to clearly ascertain 
the stunning rainbow-like 
emotional symbols 
of sweet serenity....

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The clouds overhead smother me. 
Their heaviness, mirroring my thoughts,
And the grayness of their pain
Rains down cold memories,
Onto my soul like acid rain,
Eating away at my chance to
For once,
Be happy....

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Love is supposed to be joyful, to take away the pain
On days when you can't take things, it should make you sane
Viewing a life of grayness, it would take away the rain
Even through the tears, it could turn loss into gane...

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I 
Upon
You stumbled
In my Path way.
A block stopping my
Pen from forming fine words.
Creativity bound tight.
No thoughts Appearing on Paper.
I rest Atop your grayness and sing.
I then write a poem to you; Writer's Block....

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we wake to grayness
flash flood warnings 
and mud slides on the news

constant rain pelting on roofs 
small lakes and ponds in yards
drainpipes pulsing and gushing 

evacuation a rare but possibility   
monsoon in California...

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In youth,
  my writing slaved beneath my leisure

To answer questions
  only when the pen aroused

But as grayness enters now 
  on a near horizon

 New feelings past my age emerge, 
  —beyond my doubt

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 1977)...

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“I love you!”:
three words,
three shining stars
that run through dark galaxies,
give life to barren planets,
spread drops of creative sap
in the sidereal gloomy grayness.
“I love you!”:
three words in a single throb
because then be the light.

Marco...

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Shine on glory moons;
Starlit in compassions;
Grayness matters harden masses;
Beneath the corner stashes;
~
Rise up oh! cadence ruse;
Partial to the sun;
Blazed in glory run;
Away from darkness shun;


2/2/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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To weave a word, a fabric of thought,
Each glimpse of bluish image caught.
Sweet tinge of orange scent, half gone
Delicately knitted in flowing, yellowing song.
Old letters laced now in sepia and white,
Each silent sound,  grayness of  dusk takes flight.


Brian Strand Contest B...

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Oh splendid sky, a vibrant blue
Just what does serve to inspire you?
The clouds, they come and go as fast
So passing grayness, just cannot last
Oh splendid sky, with vastness great
A feast for eyes and hearts that wait
To accept the wonder of what is you
As they accept your vibrant blue...

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from below, erratic night traffic 
               gently taps at the wide windows
whose glass looks enigmatic,

though its graphite grayness 
               is really not a solid part of itself,
no dusting can darken it less,

a cathedral pane of ages olden,
               but from across the noisy street,
a pizza neon tarnishes it golden!...

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26.
The low level haze
Carries the smell of smoke superbly.
The morning cooled daze
Leaves no room for joking.
Silence flies a dove.

The May early Sunday
Marries the peace of two lovingly.
No serendipitous replays
Sighs for attention provoking
Reverence stays above.

The grayness of this sky
Expires the normal jests remarkably
The quiet does not lie
Takes no verse evoking
Guidance He is love....

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this is nothing but a limbo state of mind. the grayness seaping in through my ears and drenching the brain with the static of an old television. i haven't lost electricity yet. the lights are still luminous, but the heat is almost too much to take. a furnace filled with butterflies. i'm stuck in the smoke dancing at the tip of a cigarette. the empty space between. existing purely within the cracks of pavement....

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Under flaming intimate heartbeat
Rhythm of the descent moon's sight
Velvet twilight grayness vision of night.

Still-life far away from the nearest street
Under the limbs of a tall hollow reject abstract
Flickering shadows dance lack 

Weary Wounded Sigh,
Hard soil suppressed deeper.
Tiredness of digging undulation,
Hunted near extinction for an acceptation
Of the dying soul beacon scripture.

3/28/2024
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Seconds turn into days
Days turn into months
So on and on the clock turns
Step by step

Forever searching 
Peace be still
My hearts yearns for truth
Step by Step

Where can I find you
Walk in the grayness
Mountain and valleys
Step by step

Closer and closer to the touch
Facing all fears
Beacon of light
Step by step

Never looking back
Forward becomes growth
Joy in the becoming
Step by step

by: DebraM.Falgout...

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I watched a while on a summer's day,
Above the field in which I lay:
The clouds take form and assume their place,
And in one I saw a face.
A face obscure and yet familiar.
What name that face? Twas sweet Delia!
For one brief moment I saw her peer;
I felt a subtle grayness near.
That shade of gray between dream and sleep,
When thoughts we think, but do not keep.
I watched a while and in conscious thought,
The elusive dream at last I caught....

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The desperate trees, lighting bolts
Against the grayness
Of the approaching storm
Spilling onto the horizon,
Like wild mustangs 
Racing across the waving prairies
Their galloping hoofs becoming
Rolling peals of thunder.

Rain like a soaking sheet
Hanging from a clothesline,
Drags across farmers’ fields
And yellow raincoats dash over the soggy earth
Towards home.

Now, dripping raincoats
Are hanging behind the door
As cold hands are warmed
Before crackling flames....

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Auroras of rain
Imprint water 
On flat roofs
In New Orleans—
Notes written
To uncertain Gods
Dulling brains
In wavering sheens.

Dampness
Burdens air redolent
In organic greenness.

We etch hazy sky
With ancient shadows,
Avoid silences,
Refuse darkness
& quiet walks.

An aureole of grayness
Pulses from fingertips
As we wander in rain,
Hands like hollow things
As millions of raindrops
Do not mean, but are—
A cold, dark beating
Of condor wings....

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Words are merely thoughts to keep flowers company; 

Pictures you can hang in your hall.

But the faces of these blossoms, 

Slightly jealous of your smile,

See well past the obstacles you have stored there.

There is tenderness in their contemplation of the grayness in your eyes.

And they mutter amidst the clutter,

'tis not the speed that makes the journey, but the direction that you choose’.

Whilst welcoming the warmth from your hands as you arrange them....

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