The Shady Side Of Grey
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Choices can be black or white
for each dog gets one day
Yes and no — both come to fight
the shady side of grey
.
Colours blend inside the rainbow
Flats and sharps are sublime
Every answer has a shadow
Close counts some of the time
.
So make your rules with this in mind
remember who they’re for
Imperfekt humans halfway blind
often choose the wrong door
.
If rules were meant to be broken
then fragile they must be
If your rules are measly tokens
you’ll not have my sympathy
.
If you encounter barricades
one or a dozen signs
critics who hinder accolades
battlefields strewn with mines
.
Or, if you see NO TRESPASSING!
please read between the lies
and consider it a blessing
There’s truth in gray’s disguise
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May 9, 2009 at 9:23 pm
….read between the li-es…..
Love that, Keith.
May 9, 2009 at 9:25 pm
Whichever way I look at it
May 9, 2009 at 10:05 pm
Glad you like it, Ed!
The lies are not a typo, even if it looks that way.
If my golf ball comes to lie on the grey grass, I’m gonna smack it!
Your putt is within the leather, so I’ll bless you with a gimmee.
You can pick it up anytime now, friend.
Read something into that, if you please.
Un Fore!given Tree
May 10, 2009 at 9:32 am
I wonder what the very, very rare Dana would make of gray
Ed Bellarmine, not necessarily the most sound! Marie Celeste….
Hugs Tree
May 10, 2009 at 9:52 pm
I’m not sure of his age, Ed. Gray hair or grey hair, either way.
Have you ever heard of “Just For Men”? Well, probably knot, dear Brit.
It claims to color nothing but those guh, guh, guh…yeah,
those silver-ish ones. I got a free sample in the mail. Dare I try it?
May 12, 2009 at 11:11 am
I wondered why
two spellings of grey
I looked up the difference
There was no difference
So what was I looking up?
May 12, 2009 at 11:36 pm
The dictionary’s butt end of a joke.
Hi Sherry! Flashlight?
May 13, 2009 at 2:09 pm
Faith is when you don’t have a flashlight, a match, or your last cigarrette.
Faith is a good thing.
May 13, 2009 at 9:35 pm
Have halo, will beam. Have aura, will glow.
Have fast car, will smoke your butt.
Have doubt, will doubt some more.
Have faith, will continue to doubt.
Have guru, will always question.
Have a cigar, you’re gonna go far!
Pink Floyd
May 14, 2009 at 6:39 pm
(Thank you, UT. You make me smile.)
May 14, 2009 at 10:06 pm
You are very welcome, Sherry!
I’m glad you had your self a smile.
Me, too. Amca Gurulestree
June 17, 2009 at 1:38 am
I’m in the shade and I like the grey, even if it is painful. Of course, I love, dearest Uncle.
June 17, 2009 at 10:13 am
I hope you get to feeling better soon, dear lady.
Alive and well is a great place to be, just wish we could all stay
there for a little longer. Some time in the shade will do you good.
Throw a few rocks into the backwaters of the river here,
and may your troubles sink fast and away from the current
happenings that cling tightly to your heart. Hugz, UT
October 3, 2010 at 10:39 am
Loved your poem–even though it’s “shady”. Rules are very fragile–break them or keep them, at your own risk!
And I love Pink Floyd!
October 3, 2010 at 1:13 pm
If rules were ‘comfortably numb’
then they wood probably bend without breaking
a little easier — like I do. Well…most of the time that is.
I’m glad you liked it, Bodhirose. Thank you for commenting!
How ’bout you?
I could use a wee bit more of that potluck myself
October 3, 2010 at 6:13 pm
Many rules can be bent without “breaking”.
I’ll bet you have survived some pretty ferocious winds and have come through with barely a snapped twig. Although that must be painful when one of them snaps!
I love your beautiful tree house–it looks very cozy.
October 4, 2010 at 2:38 pm
I’ve sorta had my toe roots stepped on a time or two
if that’s what you mean, Bodhirose (like your name, btw).
An artist living in Australia did UT’s house pic for me. I just told
him I wanted my caricature incorporated into a tree and that’s what
he came up with. He wanted to use it in his book, so he did as a barter
dealy kinda thing. I got lucky. Glad you like it. I’ve never seen inside me.
October 5, 2010 at 9:32 am
Well, it’s charming–you look really nice as a tree!
Kinda sad though that you’ve never seen inside…
October 6, 2010 at 2:49 am
If only I had one of those x-ray machines…
Glad you like the looks of my warm bodily home, Bodhirose.
Sometimes I feel as if folks can see right through me.
October 6, 2010 at 4:24 am
You could get someone to do a sonogram on you and then you could really get a good look at your “innards”!
I would never peep in and look through you without being invited!
October 6, 2010 at 2:19 pm
Well then, Bodhirose, you are officially invited to come and take a look.
But hey! If you’re a psychic, you can probably see me from there!
Nothin’ but pith and sap for innards, I’m a guessin’. Ucky…
October 6, 2010 at 5:40 pm
Thank you for the invitation. No, not psychic–maybe more intuitive.
I was just wondering how many “rings” old you might be–you’re looking pretty ancient!
But trees look so very dignified when they’re ancient… wouldn’t you agree?
October 7, 2010 at 3:01 am
So you think I look dignified? Why…thank you, B!
I’m 52, which is like…25 in tree years.
I have no credentials, as in, el zippo. I’ve worked
in the same factory now for 33+ years. My daughter
is 15, and my boy is 12 (started late, obviously).
I don’t have “All The Time In The World” unfortunately.
http://me2watson.wordpress.com/2009/10/06/all-the-time-in-the-world/
Weekends are better for getting out and commenting all over the place.
Gosh, it seems like I’m making excuses. Hmmm…please excuse me.
Yes, I love ancient trees — the older the better.
Take care, be good, and stay cool, B! Your turn.
UT
October 7, 2010 at 8:45 am
Well, if you’re only 25, you’re just a spring chicken in tree terms! Why, you’re just getting going–you’re barely over sapling stage!
Another wonder–does it get tiresome having to stand in one place all the time…
I have no credentials either–just having fun here. Thanks for playing along!
B
August 21, 2011 at 7:51 am
Sooooo true! i don’t like grey/gray areas. it is what it is – black and white, good and evil, right and wrong – there is no blurring of my lines anymore. Maybe that comes with age and life lessons, lol. Peace
August 21, 2011 at 12:58 pm
Thank you, Terri!
I love your sense of humor.
Bless you! And my grey, too. UT