shades of grey. . .

"If winter comes, can spring be far behind?” ~  Percy Bysshe Shelley, Ode to the West Wind

Hydrangea Leaf In My Yard

September 2012 

the grey engulfs her

taking away not only her shadow

but also her light hardheartedness

the world she awakes to these days

is void of natures kaleidoscope of color 

it's as if the painter palette has lost its saturation

and in its place she finds only shades of grey

she comforts herself with warm tea and good books

but it is a restless comfort, and she is antsy 

craving and awaiting the first signs of spring

and the freshness it will bring to her world once again

Sweet Monday, 

xxoo

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