the grey period
dipping one toe in
the cold is brutal
still
this is where i live
now
old and grey
and somewhat silent
no one cares
except when I creak
sitting alone
in my sun-filled corner
i have always had grey cats
a favorite color
in a tiny life
lived beneath every rainbow
where the bluebirds bring me sky
and I am just a figment
of a girl’s imagination
holding court
at the laundresses
tea party
and you are the shadow
of my joy
…
