Fade to Grey














Pied tombstones circumscribed

by misted mountain nearing

under adumbral clouds.

Pressed down by black umbrellas

timeworn melancholy mourners

slate-faced under chrome-combed hair

stone-eyed through mantilla mesh

their kindred ebon overcoats

casting contoured silhouettes

on granite-gabled chapel wall.

Vestment black and collar white

protect priest mumbling doubtful aid

that begs a leaden counter-lie

from peons’ pæan in undertones

of hum-sung hosanna…hallelujah…

Grave digger in grey dungarees

smokes withering butt

breathes ashen veils

in weeping cinereal rain

as all fades to grey.


33 thoughts on “Fade to Grey

    • Thank you nl for your genial appraisal and yes, this one did take a bit of thought but having that recognized by an admired peer is something that makes all the work worthwhile.

  1. Hurray! I’ve been so inpatient to catch another escapee of yours, and this one is an especial delight given I often contemplate death (not in a morbid goth way, but as a Momento Mori to propel me into this life). Great writing and worth my LONG wait!

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