douglas scotney

Silver Star - 4,294 Points (boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

B: Xxxxxxxv: Grey - Poem by douglas scotney

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Viler than any of night
are the horrors
of the gloom of GREY daylight,
when you glimpse the legs and hair
as your face hits a spider's lair,
recognize who's lost and lonely,
not just hear the cries,
and wonder
why it isn't gloomy GREY we wear
when a loved one dies.


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No.78, Spleen IV

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  • Rookie - 347 Points Danny Draper (10/21/2013 6:13:00 AM)

    Lost and lonely and grey an assonance linked that cannot no matter how distant, be denied. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, November 22, 2013


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