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Oh grey sky, what have I done wrong
for you creep into my life
under cover of darkness
a lead shield, thick but distant
I don't believe there is blue above you.
Dampness and gloom, did I insult the sun
for you to take my smile
from my normal default face
of almost happiness
deep thought and contemplation?
Sea cooled breezes, are you here
to remind me of my illness
now abated but never completely gone
my achy bones and melancholia
a testament that life is not
a field of flowers in the sun. NL 30Sept14


United Kingdom
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Nelson Linscott

Maine born and raised, a product of the 1960's, liberal thinker, writer, photographer, poet, book collector, fountain pen enthusiast, amateur historian, reader, Beat Generation Follower, cancer...