Das Grau, Das Grau, Das Grau
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem
The beauties of the world dip down to mud
Too soon. The grace of yellow willow leaves
And limbs lies trapped in muck. The now glue mud
Wraps round their ends. An ugliness receives
The bottoms of their beauty. Blue-ish gray
Of ugliness traps clearest diamonds in
The clamp of kimberlite. Crimped starlets stray
To Hollywood and Bollywood so sin
Enclasps them. Norma Jean is hugged and carved
To jewel gorgeousness and then is drowned
In turquoise, beauty like a diamond starved.
She finds nude self in fame and morgue air gowned.
A pearl is trapped in ugly oyster shells.
The cosmos traps true beauties in gray hells.
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