grey days
lead to contemplation
of sunnier times
when all those around you
have lost their way
when the fog of doubt
clouds the mind
and the notion of thought
becomes an ocean
and the stars no longer shine
where is that compass of mine
Tag: Grey
Haiku 3,3,3 Grey Hair
my grey hair
showing through
bamboo shoots
Grey Days
Grey days
lead to contemplation
to find a place
when sunny days have gone
where the weather warmed the soul
as the heart beats freely
that feeling of spring
when autumn days have come
to darken the horizon
as winter is here again
Half moon
Half moon
pink/grey are the clouds
adoring the blue
the sky is set
below lie the trees
surrounding the houses
inside are the people
the sun shines bright
across the hills
sprinkled are our dreams
with sweet intent
Caught in the rain
In these days
I have forgotten the rain
its moisture
a distant memory
The shadows over the sky
darkening greys
seem nonexistent
In the City
of glass and concrete
the desert sands
swept them away
Rain
I feel the rain
For when the clouds begin to gather
Each morning
I see their thoughts collect
of natures wears
and although it may be grey
my feelings are at bay
the sun will shine through
Grey Days
Those days without a cause
seldom few, have but remorse,
to travel across the land,
hardships are reminiscent,
peace mends the hearts sorrow,
for now that journey
has come to an end.
The Golden Tears 