Open Poetry #47 |
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Gray Matter (repost) |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere ![]() |
Blandness Barricades the abyss Bartered joyous white For protection from The hopeless black Demons still dance Outside the sacred circle Of ash and salt My island Of gray Caruso kept alive Survived Sans civilization Price of admission Memories Ghosts of convenient amenities Gratitude Stable attitude Chemically balanced Gray matter Still pineing For my white high |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Gray is a color to either build on or destroy. If we build on it it becomes a Perfect Storm, if we destroy it the sun will shine though. ~ Clones are people two ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Jerry I never really thought of it that way, you make a good point. This poem is my lamenting the effects of anti depressants. Thanks for checking this one out. Lori |
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