Gold On Grey

Gold On Grey

A Poem by Chris Shaw

when sun illuminates sky’s winter grey
to cast a golden gleam on crystal sea
it raises spirits wrapped in warm dressed clothes
a treasure chest of jewels for all to see

like diamond dust that sparkles cluster bright
said gems a given gift to mesmerize
they can not fail to please it’s nature’s way
a feast for all with tired weary eyes

how lifting is the prize of dazzling light
a chance to watch the dance on salty waves
the rays are like a tonic sent to heal
escape from mindsets troubled darkest caves

how fine these moments are for us to hold
when breakers rolling in are kissed with gold


© 2025 Chris Shaw


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I love display of colors on sea waves in the evening while I sit on beach. Great nature poem

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Many thanks Arundass for stopping by. I appreciate your thoughts. All the best.

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Arundass TP

2 Months Ago

Welcome friend 😊
Like you Chris I rejoice when the Light returns and the days are drawing out. 'When Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?'. Really Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Thank you so much Tony for your kind words. Have a good day.

Chris
Light is a precious commodity in winter, the dark season. In this offering we have not only the sun's light, but its gemlike reflection on the waves of the sea. Excellent natural therapy in the dead of winter. And it's free.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Many thanks John and I agree, light is an excellent therapy. Have a good Monday.

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Winters sun can be so beautiful, but I always feel like a proper twonk rocking around scotland in shades when it's silly degrees.
It does be making everything so purty though, the fresh laid snow twinkles and glistens and if you catch the angles just so, can turn mountains with a fresh dusting into the world's biggest sparkler.
Just mind your slippers and hot choc when you get home to propellorly thaw out!

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Thank you Lorry. Nothing like a bit of sunlight in winter to lift the spirits. And as you say, it co.. read more
the rays of the sun really are a tonic....and they can warm our insides until our spirits melt with the joy.
j.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Dear j, sunlight, such a tonic, I agree. A medicine for winter blues. Many thanks for your thoughts... read more
Wow, this poem makes me think of a beautiful winter day by the sea! The way the light turns everything from grey to golden is so magical. I loved how it made me feel peaceful and happy. Beautiful and Charming, Chris. Keep going.

Martiya

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Dear Martiya, thank you so much for your lovely review. I very much appreciate your thoughts.
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Martiya Daman

2 Months Ago

My pleasure! Happy Mondays!
My spirits are lifted up after reading this poem. Nothing like an escape to Nature's arms from a certain mindsets and Grey life.
Enjoyed and overjoyed!

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Thank you so much Sami. Your thoughts are appreciated and valued. Have a great Monday.

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Sami Khalil

2 Months Ago

You are welcome Chris.
Lovely sonnet Chris, i do enjoy reading iambic pentameter it flows so beautifully .
The light , yes the light on water is something magical, it sweeps away depressing grey hues and brings a sparkle back to life .

Stella

Posted 2 Months Ago


Stella Armour

2 Months Ago

Will do Chris, snooker starts today ..i don't watch much tv but i do enjoy the snooker tournaments.<.. read more
andrew mitchell

2 Months Ago

Do you remember Pot Black a snooker tournament with Eddie Charlton, Ray Reardon back in the seventie.. read more
Stella Armour

2 Months Ago

I do indeed because my dad won cups for snooker and billiards , but at that time my main interest wa.. read more

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Added on February 9, 2025
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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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