Grey Tones

heading for oblivion,
      we race along 
   a lonely highway.

      why do we smile?
   fools have no wings,
reaching for the sun, 

an old broken chariot,
      swinging across
   a summer sky.

      we look for safety,
and it still eludes us;
   we are so reckless.

      colours fade
      in our eyes
      just before
darkness comes.

   we are left with
black and white
      and shadows.

      i look south
   along the lake
remembering

   my little dog,
   enthusiastic
      hiking friend
when i see this
      photograph.

      i guess he
saw no colour.
his foolishness
      was limited
   to trusting me.
we have no limit.

14 thoughts on “Grey Tones

  1. The good thing is Murray, no matter our circumstances, or what many are going through, and yes i know thousands upon thousand are facing very tough times, and mostly the news are all gloom and one wonder and marvel at smiles and miracles that still bravely and so sweetly, with wide openly stretched arms still come through.

    (heading for oblivion,
    we race along
    a lonely highway.)

    No not me, love and friendship are too strong. At home, distant and apart we have a pace of our own in tge good times and the bad, we reach out and touch.

    (an old broken chariot,
    swinging across
    a summer sky.)

    This is such a funny sight, but such is life…..swing high, swing low

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