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Array ( [sid] => 7933 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => grey [time] => 2002-12-04 12:30:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => for r.a.d.

indifference is grey, and so is a lie
winters near oceans no line marks the sky
grey is paris in the early fall
and the grace of god at the wailing wall

silver is grey, grey at it's best
the feeling of loss and needing to rest
symbols of forever made into a ring
when winter retreats and reinvents spring

concrete angels crouch over the dead
hope is retrieved in a thin silver thread
pain that is chronic is grey so are tears
liquid evidence of sadness and fears

tethered by hope the heave of a sigh
waiting and wishing for time to go by
grey is the colour of my grandmother's hair
i never knew her but i feel her there

inside my body when my spirit is lost
deamonds are gry but not worth the cost
the shades are up and still there's no light
grey is the difference between wrong
and right.

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grey

Contributed by colette on Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 12:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



for r.a.d.

indifference is grey, and so is a lie
winters near oceans no line marks the sky
grey is paris in the early fall
and the grace of god at the wailing wall

silver is grey, grey at it's best
the feeling of loss and needing to rest
symbols of forever made into a ring
when winter retreats and reinvents spring

concrete angels crouch over the dead
hope is retrieved in a thin silver thread
pain that is chronic is grey so are tears
liquid evidence of sadness and fears

tethered by hope the heave of a sigh
waiting and wishing for time to go by
grey is the colour of my grandmother's hair
i never knew her but i feel her there

inside my body when my spirit is lost
deamonds are gry but not worth the cost
the shades are up and still there's no light
grey is the difference between wrong
and right.





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Re: grey (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 12:54:21 PM AEST
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I believe my first time reading your work,I'm glad I did ,Beautiful peice here I really enjoyed reading! Christina


Re: grey (User Rating: 1 )
by wyrd_faerie on Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 04:09:29 PM AEST
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this is so beautiful...


Re: grey (User Rating: 1 )
by RICHARD_CAMPBELL on Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 08:53:56 PM AEST
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HI LOWMAN613,
THIS IS ONE BEAUTIFUL WRITE,CONTINUE TO WRITE,YOU
EXPRESS YOUR SELF VERY WELL.RICHARD.


Re: grey (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Wednesday, 4th December 2002 @ 11:38:48 PM AEST
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This is so beautiful....i enjoyed this one alot...keep em' coming...
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.


Re: grey (User Rating: 1 )
by colette on Thursday, 5th December 2002 @ 02:21:24 AM AEST
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despite the two a.m. typos...lol...thank you for your encouragement, you cannot know how much it bolstered me today. sincerely, colette


Re: grey (User Rating: 1 )
by AJG on Tuesday, 10th December 2002 @ 12:54:56 AM AEST
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The shades are up but these is no light....now that's imagery. well done. I have never seen you with your light off. Maybe a flickering dimmer switch, but never off.



Re: grey (User Rating: 1 )
by Sarah22 on Saturday, 14th December 2002 @ 03:36:40 PM AEST
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amazing poem :*)




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