Reign's End at Land's End

REIGN'S END AT LAND'S END

Nature's piper must be paid
sinkholes swallow Man's parade,
several thousand years' charade
swansong sighs, dies, leaves lands pristine greyed

8 June 2008
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Reign's End at Land's End poem © Jonathan Robin

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Colors

My skin is kind of sort of brownish
Pinkish yellowish white.
My eyes are greyish blueish green,
But I'm told they look orange in the night.
My hair is reddish blondish brown,
But it's silver when it's wet.
And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet.

poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Grey Hours: Naples

There are some hours when I seem so indifferent; all things fade
To an indifferent greyness, like that grey of the sky;
Always at evening-ends, on grey days; and I know not why,
But life, and art, and love, and death, are the shade of a shade.
Then, in those hours, I hear old voices murmur aloud,
And memory forgoes desire, too weary at heart for regret;
Dreams come with beckoning fingers, and I forget to forget;
The world as a cloud drifts by, or I drift by as a cloud.

poem by Arthur Symons
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Life isn't black and white. It's a million gray areas, don't you find?

quote by Ridley Scott
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You don't need a uniform color: We used a mixture of brick red, browns and grays, and then threw in seashells, branches and various types of rock, so our walls ended up looking like cave paintings!

quote by Randy Bachman
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Pragmatic Tones

What use is color
In the monochromatic
Fractures we call lives?
We siphon out an array
Of prosaic grays,
And paint a pedestrian
Portrait of the world.
We conceal our existence
Looking for reality.

poem by Tim Stensloff
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Nothing In This

there is nothing in this
but poker-face polemics

elaboration's aberrations
platitudinous alienation

let us simply dismiss this
move the furthest past this

with levity of brevity
pedestrian thesbian
cravings braving

this is but the least uncommon
weighted slight of lightest
surely naught which one would miss
greyest kiss-off careless wisp

there is nothing of this
even such the fading fruitless

[...] Read more

poem by Randy Resh
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Grey Windows...

grey windows, grey buildings,
grey streets, grey skies...
grey figures staring,
grey deals are done!

manipulate gas prices,
manipulate food...
manipulate the economy,
manipulate the election.

right and wrong,
never thought of.
hungry mouths and desperation.
win the war,
never raise a gun,
bodies strewn everywhere!

money makes gods,
without conscience or morals.
human lives just tokens,

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poem by Eric Cockrell
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Misunderstanding

Night outside was not as dark as the bedroom,
I could see its greyness through the window.
Lifted up my arm and with flat palm blocked
the outdoor night. Wife switched on bedside
lamp, asked why I was doing Nazi salute in bed?

poem by Oskar Hansen
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The Autumn Waste

There is no break in all the wide grey sky,
Nor light on any field, and the wind grieves,
And talks of death. Where cold grey waters lie
Round greyer stones, and the new-fallen leaves
Heap the chill hollows of the naked woods,
A lisping moan, an inarticulate cry,
Creeps far among the charnel solitudes,
Numbing the waste with mindless misery.
In these bare paths, these melancholy lands,
What dream, or flesh, could ever have been young?
What lovers have gone forth with linked hands?
What flowers could ever have bloomed, what birds have sung?
Life, hopes, and human things seem wrapped away,
With shrouds and spectres, in one long decay.

poem by Archibald Lampman
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Songs Of The Sky

In a sky of layered clouds,
dawn becomes a rainbow,
moving through the spectrum
toward the day.

In a sky of always blue,
no clouds ride the wind:
the sun burns brightly,
high and hot and long.

In a sky of may grays,
clouds crash, explode and roar;
rain-filled winds sweep across the prairie.

In a sky of many blues,
clouds dance on the wind;
and endless and quixotic
Rohrschach test.

In a sky of always gray,

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poem by William Kruse
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For me, the summer will be pure gray - mother-of-pearl gray, very pale gray. To me, this is the big statement for summer. Then we have light blue, light turquoise, lots of pink.

quote by Gianni Versace
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Kitchenette Building

We are things of dry hours and the involuntary plan,
Grayed in, and gray. "Dream" mate, a giddy sound, not strong
Like "rent", "feeding a wife", "satisfying a man".

But could a dream sent up through onion fumes
Its white and violet, fight with fried potatoes
And yesterday's garbage ripening in the hall,
Flutter, or sing an aria down these rooms,

Even if we were willing to let it in,
Had time to warm it, keep it very clean,
Anticipate a message, let it begin?

We wonder. But not well! not for a minute!
Since Number Five is out of the bathroom now,
We think of lukewarm water, hope to get in it.

poem by Gwendolyn Brooks
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Vision of Death

In a cold frost covered land
at the heights of creation
white sheets yellow gold
faded urine stains

a red marker an unfinished book of poems
a love letter signed forgiveness

ash spilt upon the carpet tar stains upon the lungs
death scratching his head under grey hood

at a post war park bench
playing chess with a graying old man
the old man scratching his beard

together locked in a stale mate

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Grey Lady Of The Sea

(lebon)
Youve whispered out loud
But your breeze doesnt bend
Were lying in the palm of your hand
No land we see, no place to be
The salt of your tears, adds stain to our hearts
Theres no long years can tear us apart
Our futures entwined with your past
Because when we lie awake
Well be thinking of you
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Bravado is all but gone
And patience is down
You scared us and youve turned us around
But you wont let us drown
Because when we lie asleep
Well be dreaming of you
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home
Blow, grey lady blow your ships back home

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song performed by Duran Duran
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The Sun Does Rise...

through the early sky
each blink unfolded
a theatre of hues-
greyish blue to purple to pink to orange
that unfurled a nightly sky
sat there patiently for the yesterday's sun...
it emerged only at its appointed time
splashing orange to golden yellow
to once again penetrate the
depths of the ocean
and disolve...

29dec2008
06.28hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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This winter

The air is grey
and the cold bites with the rain
and this morning, there’s fog folding around me

I am goalless and empty without you
and I do not know what your words mean,
but you have no place for me and my life is grey.

The sadness falls
like a cloak over me,
while goallessness folds around me.

My cheeks are wet and there are drops that stick to it
and its not rain and it is wet from weeping
and I do not know where to find light in the greyness.

Everything is dark and I wonder what my future holds
and your heart is made of rock,
while pain and blackness falls around me.

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poem by Gert Strydom
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Folk-fest

You look quizzically
At the years gone by;
Frowning at all those
Who've joined
The slide of time;
Your pony-tail
Is longer, greyer,
And your Tilley hat
More wrinkled.
You dance inside
To bits of half-forgotten tunes,
Still eating childhood's ice cream
Or sipping beer in cups
That are disposable,
Wishing you weren't;
And so, you frown.

poem by Roger Clark
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The Song Of The Blindman

I am blind, you out there -- that is a curse,
against one's will, a contradiction,
a heavy daily burden.
I lay my hand on the arm of my wife,
my grey hand upon her greyer grey,
as she guides me through empty spaces.

You move about and stir, and imagine
your sounds differing from stone to stone.
But you are mistaken: I alone
live and suffer and complain, for
in me is an endless crying,
and I do not know whether it is
my heart that cries or my bowels.

Do you recognize these songs? You never sang them,
not quite with this intonation.
For you every morning brings its new light
warm through your open windows.
And you have the feeling from face to face

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poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
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Grey Blue Eyes

I feel for the light
Your glory was lost that night
And no mind can't get me right
And now I'm praying that you'll find me out
Stone, stone has pulled me down
But my faith has got me bound to your grey blue eyes
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Don't forget my broken heart
You remember it from the start
You made it and it's all a part
Of your grey blue eyes
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
You're gone and I know I'm dead
I've lost my way
Can't find me in your grey blue eyes
Grey blue eyes
Grey blue eyes
Grey blue eyes

song performed by Dave Matthews Band
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