The Year of Whiting Grey

“How many loved your moments of glad grace, 

And loved your beauty with love false or true; 

But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, 

And loved the sorrows of your changing face.” 

― William Butler Yeats, The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats

They say sorrow 
etches lines 
across your face
I know this to be true 
for every briny tear shed 
leaves an immutable trace 
of wrenching grief 
you have endured

In this year 
where deep sorrow prevails
prophetic news 
dawning everyday
thousands dead, more to come
With each searing cry 
for another’s doom
comes another 
strand of whiting grey

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

The Sunday Muse #138

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at:
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

16 Comments on “The Year of Whiting Grey

  1. Poignant and beautiful lines Linda! Those tears do leave traces of their passage. I know that to be true myself. It certainly has been a year of heartache and uncertainty. Wishing you and us all a 2021 full of hope and new possibilities!

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  2. After this year, both globally and personal family issues, it’s just a good thing I’m already nearly solid white! The poems really hits it all home. Thousands a day… unfathomable.

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