Crossing Guard: Everydays

21.2.05

Everydays

More than friends
less than lovers
a hundred thousand
contiguous gradations
between gray and gray

7 Comments:

At 8:52 PM, Blogger Aleksu said...

The "space in between" is quite a ridle.

 
At 8:58 PM, Blogger :..M..: said...

I completely agree with JMP.

 
At 12:13 AM, Blogger {illyria} said...

before, i could live in the gray area. but now, i'm finding out how i just can't anymore.

 
At 1:18 AM, Blogger paningit said...

"gray is my favorite color
i felt so symbolic yesterday
if i knew picasso
i would buy myself a gray guitar and play"

-- Counting Crows, "Mr. Jones"

 
At 5:17 PM, Blogger Stan said...

The more I think about it, the more I agree. Great little poem!

 
At 9:00 PM, Blogger - litol figgy - said...

gray, gray, gray...will always be the color of my life. liked your poem.Ü

 
At 3:32 PM, Blogger Lorena said...

gray is my new home. no black or white for me. however as in your poem, i don't envy that particular gray shade. nice poem.

 

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