The Gray
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Barry Middleton
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the gray sky over the Gulf
is the color of a battleship
and it says two things to me
it says there is a storm there
beyond the blank horizon
sea and sky like an entity
I can believe the butterfly
that claims a hand rippled
the waters off Sierra Leone
and the ripples became waves
now churned into a hurricane
by time and heat and neglect
but gray also is the battleship
plying the waters headed east
for perhaps still another war
and battleships spawn storms
and the winds of death blow
far away they circle the world
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