There is no grey

6 Nov

the burnt pucker kiss

that once healed

the smashed dollhouse

and childhood


the same veins

it once saved

from becoming

a bathroom puddle


china white horse

of a different color

black rider now


rather than

carrying me away

to a world


of the grey

of Sundays


© 2011


One Response to “There is no grey”

  1. Jo-Anne November 6, 2011 at 4:20 pm #

    I love your poems they really touch me thank you and keep them coming……..

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