The blue and the grey are skies that can occur in any season. These contemporary poems reflect our changing moods as time passes. W. E. Crier reflects on time passing, on the moods of the changing seasons and on faith. The grey days are real but not the last word. "The blue and the grey... Could be our eyes Could be our days Could be two ways of looking down or up the sea the sky; as seen through the eyes of the beholder."