Wood of Gray

Wood of Gray

A Poem by Steve Kittell
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Autumn Lanscape

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Rocks and trees look the same in a wood of gray.

They share a darkened sky that wraps a fallen day.

Crackles and snaps taint silent air with sound.

Collages of color melt into ground.

Chilly breezes and early night,

Awakening all too familiar gray light.

 

Seasons end when another begins,

Some icy cold with freezing winds.

Some blooming buds and misty showers,

turning tiny seeds into mighty towers.

These longer days we all must grow,

then starlit nights will be aglow.

 

With heat enough to turn green red.

Then yellows float to golden bed.

Sharing dreams in patchwork mind,

sunny times with shade that’s kind.

 To rest among where fallen lay,

and ponder together this wood of gray.

 

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© 2014 Steve Kittell


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beautiful, there is almost nothing to match nature in this life, unless nature is all there is, but I mean this type of nature here depicted

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Beautiful. Want to read it again - getting late. I loved it. Thank you. Vivid imagery.

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Steve Kittell
Steve Kittell

In the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RI



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Having suffered almost fifty years of writers block I'm back, picking up exactly where I left off, as a mischievous five year old. Current chidren's poems can be seen at: http://www.childrens-stori.. more..