It’s still and grey today

The sky in fuzzy light and shadow

That never blackens or blues

Not one way or the other

No company or conversation

Just quiet inside and out

In the comfort of this melancholy

And lack of thought or feeling

Unresponsive with lidded eyes

No ache or fire

Neither delusional optimist

Nor insufferable pessimist

Teetering the fine white line

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Grey winter chills me, stops me, binds me

Like ice sliding into my body..freezing my soul

Thoughts frozen can’t move me  

Lifeless limbs burning with cold

A stillness that isn’t calm 

A coldness that does me harm

Restricts my life’s horizon

Only my heart with the heat to fire my mind

A heart still beating for you 

A never dying ember of love

Let’s live where the sun a...

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Forgotten how to smile

forgotten how to react

how to engage

Its insidious

Its life...

Why is it life?

It’s not life

Its how I choose to live

self-preservation

stupid

Learn to smile again

I smiled in Spain

even when I was in so much pain

It needn’t be so far removed from day to day life

Remember that.

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I don't like my brain today.
It's bringing me down,
In more than one way.
It doesn't really matter
What anyone will say.

I really don't know why,
I always feel this way.
When it starts to get cold,
And the sky turns grey.

I don't want to be here today.
I tell my co-worker,
As he slowly walks away.
He agrees with me,
But knows not what I say

Please beg me to stay.
I need to fee...

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Hello and welcome to my new poetry blog, some of you who know me may be surprised by my writing and those who don't know me at all I hope you enjoy it.

Quite an old one this but as this is my first entry I thought I would start as I mean to go on.

Grey

As the grey old man slips his niche

He discovers the heavenly pleasures of the world

Also he finds that dogs on ...

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THE GREY BLACK NIGHT

The grey leaden sky covers the land casting a shadow over this sombre place.

Shadows leap from every tree and boulder until they seem to dance

everywhere you look.

Trees stand in stark silhouette against the sky, the wind makes them sway

and creek like skeletal limbs askew.

This is the gothic night of the beautiful colour of grey.

Gre...

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