Tag Archives: Gray Sky

FOG THICK– A POEM IN FOUR MINUTES

A poem in four minutes fog thick that veils the August sky with gray but brightness makes me feel I’m in a spacious and a lively bubble. . . the freeway brushing sound. . . the soaring sweep. . . … Continue reading

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GRAY SATURDAY GREETING

Happy Saturday! Here now gray. AND hoping, wishing plenty sun upon me, and you, and EVERYONE!

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BLANK PAGE COOPERATE

Blank page cooperate. . . Step out. Fresh air, errands of need to go about. Follow not just what grown ups say to do to groups of girls in troops of scouts. Break forth! And seize the gray! And whatever … Continue reading

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COLORS OF THE RAINBOW COME IN YOUR EYE

Colors of the rainbow come in your eye from the time of day you rise, you wake, and grow aware, for one more fresh, clean get-go! Some days, it seems, hues enter quick– the whole bright spectrum opens big and … Continue reading

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PARKING IT ON A GRAY DAY

Gray day. . . +++++a dampened mood a heavier feel +++++a rhythm +++++yearning for a lilting rhyme. . . To go out, stay in, get things done, in the shineless interlude, and bide my time. . . Until the sun … Continue reading

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SEEKING, ACCEPTING

The thing you seek sometimes won’t just up and break its way through daunting crowds of clouds dark gray, to fall out of the sky. . . There may be time that must go by, once Earth accepts, to take … Continue reading

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SPRING EVENTIDE RIDE

Spring bright. . . eventide. . . trusty bike. . . pumping lungs. . . flowing blood. . . something like a routine ride. . . Gray damp hangs– Will clouds soon break into projected needed rains? And, up in … Continue reading

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