Dan Gray

Dan Gray Feb 2013

Light

While sitting on the sea shore, under a tree,
I’ve seen the first ray of the dawns light
As it approaches me from across the open water.

I’ve seen the ghostly pale light of a full moon
Dancing with the shadows of the forest around me.

I have seen the multi faceted light from stones,
So expensive I’d have to work a lifetime to afford one.

I have seen the wondrous light of Comets,
As they cross the sky for nights on end.

But none of these,
Alone or combined,
Hold a candle to the light in my loves eyes,
As she sees me walking towards her.

Dan Gray
2000

Dan Gray Feb 2013

Autumn Rains

Bright yellow leaves tumble and fall.
They carpet the black asphalt.
Rain drops form varied streams
Which carry and reflect your colour,
From pool to forming pool
Acting as natures kaleidoscope.

Dan Gray
1998

Dan Gray Feb 2013

Result of an Arson.

Smoke, carbon, acrid, wet, ruin.
Smell of burn carried on the night breeze
Guarded building slowly settling
Sounds of its death
So slow and creeping
As to be disjointed from the material
Cries of timbers sagging from no support.
Charred, blackened, weakened from flame
Gable ends swaying in the wind
Like hands reaching out to the unseen
Attempting to grasp the sky
Fighting to stay upright
Then silence
Dawns red creeps into the sky
Reflecting colours of life off of the clouds
As if to mock with its cause of destruction
Eventually man and machine appear
Pieces of salvage removed like ***** donations
Then the building is torn apart
Dust, noise and strain.
Truck load after truck load carried away
So much less time to remove than to build
Soon all that’s left is the foundation
The building block of what comes next.

Dan Gray
2007

Dan Gray Feb 2013

Rose Petals

I lay in that dream like state
Half awake with reality;
Half asleep with sweet dreams.
I feel you still beside me.
Your smooth cool skin,
Soft as rose petals,
Touches mine.
With your warmth at my back
I feel your gentle breath against my neck.
Smiling, I roll over.
Discovering a pillow at my back,
With a gentle breeze from the window,
Lightly playing over me.
I wake fully.
A sadness touches my heart.
Just as a smile grows on my face.
For even though my dream
Has proven to be mundane,
Your presence is always with me.
An ever present joy
That I cherish with my very being.

Dan Gray
2004

Dan Gray Feb 2013

Dark

I sit in the dark and cry.
I have no control.
My heart,
Shattered like a mirror
Lays in pieces at my feet.
Each piece reflecting back to me
A memory of my love for you.
When we met, your touch, whispers,
Our first kiss, making love,
The look that was once in your eyes.
And; as broken glass
Those memories are sharp.
They cut and hurt.
I bleed deep into my soul.

Dan Gray
2003

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