Gray Times Poem by Mark Bratlie
Gray Times
Black day
coming hard
around the bend
to slam me home
Gray times
already here
set the stage
with angst and fear
Shifting eyes
with wary gaze
scan horizons
for gathering storm
Crisis looms
as hope retreats
into the shadows
dark and deep
Muscles clench
while spirits fall
as panic searches
through the pall
Will darkness win
or light prevail
I never know
the end of tale
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4/24/2024 9:06:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I enjoyed your poem. Very Grey.