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Happy to Be Here

In the agony of secrecy,

it is easy to present you with a smile –

insides wretched,

outside as fake

as the statue

caked in pigeon shit. 88 more words

Poems

Two Poems by John Grey

Joe Turns Forty

There’s forty and then there’s death.
The skin tells the teeth to get ready.
Eyes turn full circle in their sockets.
Nothing like watching a brain shrink. 316 more words

Poetry

Dylan Thomas at the Whitehorse

Dylan Thomas at the Whitehorse

John Grey

We go there –
the Whitehorse –
to indulge ourselves
in the very same place
where Dylan Thomas claimed… 129 more words

Poetry

Characteristics of the Soul—Plus Vitamins.

Matterofprayer: A Year of Everyday Prayers – Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Characteristics of the Soul—Plus Vitamins.

I very much like this book—this collection of essays from different authors. 346 more words

John Grey Johnston, RI

MUSTANG

Cigarette droops from mouth,
creased face
like it’s been pressed hard against
rusty barbed wire –

early morning,
ground fog yet to rise,
out to break mustangs… 275 more words

John Grey

A CAR IN A RIVER DISAPPOINTS by John Grey

An old Ford is dragged out of the weeds,
a rusty car corpse, ten years of miles,
encased in three feet of mud.
Kids line up along the river, 207 more words

Penwheel.lit

On My Return

A Poem by John Grey

It’s not what I expected on my return.
My boyhood home hadn’t changed
one slap of paint, one poster on the wall. 111 more words

John Grey