Blue To Grey

Alf W

Blue sky gives way to softened cloud
Then softly, stealthily, as a shroud
The sky is fully covered, and
Each moment, thickening,
Becomes a blanket of grey mass ~
A dismal scene.
And a certain dimness of the view
Brings change in countenance, and hue.
We see the world a different place ~
Gone the colour, and dim embrace
In it's wake ~
A somberness ensues.

  • Author: Alf W (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 28th, 2017 11:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: As I sat at my window seeing the grey clouds gather over the blue sky, this poem came to me.
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 49
  • Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet
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  • Confia.En.Tu.Corazon 87

    I enjoyed your reading, it was very blissful and I like how your took a natural setting to create so a creative view from your own eyes. I like it someone can look at something and see beauty from it and create such an enchanting vibe from there scope of there own eyes. Love your work. I look forward to reading more of your work.

    • Alf W

      Thank you so much, your comment means so much to me.

    • Accidental Poet

      Alf, so good to see you writing again. Missed you. And a very interesting write about the sky and clouds. Thanks for sharing.

      • Alf W

        Thank you my friend. I got rather busy, and at times poems don't come so easily as others. This one did 🙂

        • Accidental Poet

          I know that feeling all too well Alf. Glad you read you again.

        • J.M. Shine

          I admire the whole nature of the poem, how it made its way outside your window and cast out into a fully painted picture through just the right amount of detailed words! Good to meet you, by the way. I hope you could give me some feedback on some of my work sometime. All of you make this community great!

          • Alf W

            Thank you so much for your visit and comment. Good to meet you also. I like to write poems on what is around me, or in my imagination... or from seeing a painting etc.



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