Poems about grays (21 Poems)
The High Priest (C J Dennis Poems)
Nay, why do foolish politicians strive To win a fleeting popularity?In vain, in vain, they jealously contrive To turn the doting Public Eye from Me.What was this land, this nation, destined for? For Art, Trade, Politics? All out of place.Behold, … Continue reading
To Her Who Shall Come (Cale Young Rice Poems)
1 Out of the night of lovelessness I call Thee, as, in a chill chamber where no rays Of unbelievable light and freedom fall, Might cry one manacled! And tho’ the ways Thou’lt come … Continue reading
The Blue And Gray (Eugene Field Poems)
The Blue and the Gray collided one day In the future great town of Missouri, And if all that we hear is the truth, ‘twould appear That they tackled each other with fury. While the weather waxed … Continue reading
Aftermath (Amy Lowell Poem)
I learnt to write to you in happier days, And every letter was a piece I chipped From off my heart, a fragment newly clipped From the mosaic of life; its blues and grays, Its throbbing reds, I gave to … Continue reading
Degrees Of Gray In Philipsburg (Richard Hugo Poem)
You might come here Sunday on a whim. Say your life broke down. The last good kiss you had was years ago. You walk these streets laid out by the insane, past hotels that didn’t last, bars that did, the … Continue reading
My Spirit Will Not Haunt The Mound (Thomas Hardy Poem)
My spirit will not haunt the mound Above my breast, But travel, memory-possessed, To where my tremulous being found Life largest, best. My phantom-footed shape will go When nightfall grays Hither and thither along the ways I and another used … Continue reading
Constellations of Light (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Each a separate star in the sky, a thread in the tapestry the gifts I feel called to share a constellation of light, me At the center my sense of him my relationship with God but all the rest part … Continue reading
Starting to Snow (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Just a few flakes drifting down, against a patina of white the world waiting for the storm all quiet, in grays and white Colors all muted, the wind still, but coming, changing for sure all of the world pensive waiting … Continue reading
Yellow Remaining (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Before the first snowfall long after frost covering layering the lawn, the gardens Yellow remaining newborn black-eyed Susan growing in the front bed flowers defying the date, the ides of November past, yellow remaining, amid the browns, the grays of … Continue reading
A February Sky (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Walking to the playground, yesterday afternoon after the change of the time on the clocks, fall back into winter, the darkness falling around me, around them laughing, running in the stiff wind. Laughing because they they were in winter coats … Continue reading