Sentimental Grey


Sentimental Grey

Perhaps it was early morning, just before the dawn.

Or maybe, early evening just after the sun is gone.

The hour doesn’t really matter, nor does the day.

For I remember the sky, was sentimental grey.


I walked upon the path less traveled.

I moved through myself and back again.

Unraveling my many mysteries,

until I could call myself a friend.

It has been years since that moment,

when time seemed to stand still.

Yet it remains in my memory.

Not as a blazon fiery sun,

that  paints the heart red with heat.

But more like a cool, solemn, shady place

where cool waters spill over for my feet.

Waters  that give life, and are filled with power and knowledge.

Waters that quench our thirst then run away.

I remember, my mood was sentimental grey.

I traveled through the wood that entered into Eden.

The breeze was warm and whispered,

sweet  nothings  in my ears.

I thought I could hear the voices of children laughing.

Perhaps it was only a nearby brook, babbling.

Perhaps, only the rustling of leaves,

the echoed voices of nature,

blowing on the breeze.

I remember that I was lost and found that day.

When the sky and I, were sentimental grey.

KEP   01/23/02

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blackshadow commented on Sentimental Grey


getting lost in a place in the enter soul can speak very nice

KtIrish commented on Sentimental Grey


Woooow. This is gorgeous. I absolutely love it. Its a bit sad, but not despairing. And it's a bit happy, but not very. Deffinitely going on my favorites list.



Thank you I am glad you enjoyed it

ginga commented on Sentimental Grey


xntric, A wonderfully imaginative and natural piece. I felt quite serene reading about the sentimental grey. Lovely. ginga



Thank you so much

poorpoet71 commented on Sentimental Grey


Very nice poem! Lots of strong imagery. Definately a ten.



Thank you

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

xntric’s Poems (41)

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Hello How are you? 2
TI Fey 0
Ma 2
Gifts from God 2
Calling out to God 1
Praise God 2
A New Day 2
Sentimental Grey 4
God's Promise 2
The man that hides 3
Tried and True 0
Silent prayers 2
Undying Love 3
Bitter Sun 3
In death we are reborn 2
Appreciation 3
Love and Light 2
Roller coaster 1
Release 0
Passing 0
Senses 2
Star Wader 2
The Pendulum 3
The dusty novel 1
Love's Kiss 3
Rain Day 0
Sweetest Dream 1
A Meeting in Heaven 3
The Planets are fighting!!! 1
Insomnia 1
In Dreams 3
Ghosts 3
Sun Catcher 2
The Gift 2
Splash 2
The Story of Me 6