The sky is gray.
The lake is gray.
The city beyond is gray.
Once so big,
The city is now small,
And I fear fog
Might erase it.
Gray [Free Verse]
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Category Archives: Color
That Time of Day [Tanka]
once a day
light from the setting sun gleams
off the gold Buddha,
and shines through a window
across the boulevard.
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Wee Hours [Free Verse]
In the wee hours,
The city becomes a blur
Of color and motion,
But the moon
Is the moon
Is the moon.
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Hills of Tranquility [Free Verse]
Stony hills
Blanketed in green;
Softened -
Yet still hard.
Silent -
Yet riotous
As wind buffets
My face when I
Speed past.
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