Gray Skies

A uniform gray pall covers the sky.
Silence is sucking life out of all things
Stillness replaces sounds and color.
There is no joy in Med-ville.*
Rain is on its way…

No seam between sea and sky,
All nebulous liquid distortion…

Thick drops fall straight down.
No anger, no energy pouring down,
Only tears everywhere.


* Where I live. The name is withheld to protect the innocents.

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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13 Responses to Gray Skies

  1. pjb1943 says:

    Is someone having a bad day…, or are you auditioning to be the Weather Channel’s color commentator? As per usual, Emm, your imagery is perfect – if gloomy !!!


  2. No seam between sea and sky,
    All nebulous liquid distortion…

    My day was greyer and colder than even the day could imagine


  3. ladysighs says:

    When a day is gray and forlorn you need to speak up and say so. Let’s not have any of this holding back.
    Express yourself!!!!!!!!!


  4. jgann22 says:

    I can dig it 🙂 Thanks for sharing !


  5. AnElephantCant resist Emmy’s imagery
    When she describes the colour of the day
    Whether sunshine or storm
    Your words are always warm
    Regardless of what the others may say


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