The Light

Moves daringly across her

Darkened canvas, looking

For a way in, a sublime light

Undefined, lurking in an
Animated, evasive twilight

Underexposed

Undeterred, an inner spark

Alluding rationale, awakens
Her crimson brush, offering
Resolve to her moot canvas

Its purpose realized,
Believed

An artful virtuoso dancing 
In delightful bold hues

Offering measured light and
Shape, validating her soul's

Aspirations, yearning, no longer

Bound in self doubt, set
Free.

Edwin James


... 

His Immediacy

Misjudged and laughed

To be nothing more

Than a spot on this wall

Framed in memories

Laminated in timeless hues

Challenges painted, now

Tearing  in blistered paint

Weathered by fame

A wall where he hung

His soul, primed in gesso

Stretched over a canvas

Innocent and unprovoked

A tender poetic sinew

Harbouring his realization

Defining his innate existence

Never quite found or lost.

Edwin James

The Day

Started like any other day

Not too sure which way

To face the wind

Teasing my thick skin

Looking out at sea

A tide ebbing gleefully

Having spent the day

Filling this beckoning bay

Walking the shoreline

Looking for a sign

Among broken seashells 

My mind quells

Doodling for answers

Breaking down borders

Animated by ghostly fear

Stretching beyond the pier

An unknown horizon, empty

Needing no quarry or plea

Daydreams sailing away

Just like every other day.

Edwin James

...

The Mind Wanders

Weaving in and out

At times vague

Teasing illusions

Drifting somewhere

 

Harbouring posibbilities

Seeking myths promise

Remembering journeys

Fading, unrealized

Fossilized verses

Ancient hieroglyphics

No longer understood

Or believed

Transcending at 432hz

Though not really

Knowing why or how

Pretending, suspended

Memories shuffled

Spirit ready, craving

Shadows giving way

Cast another dream.

Edwin James

...

 

The Sun

Did not set on time

Suspended, wavering

Over a horizon holding

Light's last breath

While shadows lurk

Cornering dusk's light

Whisper louder, stealing

Light's embrace

While wolves wait

Ready to prey

Under a blue moon's

Shrinking hold

Perceptions slipping away

Deceiving illusions trust

Howling winds enter in

The night's crypt.

Edwin James

...

Walking

Along a roadside

Familiar yet almost

Lost, the ground

Beneath my feet

Lifting fond memories

Not quite ready to

Abandoned, reliving

Scenes in time

When priorities meant

Little, daring to be

Different was everything

Especially in front of

Your steady girl - you know

The one you someday marry

An infatuation replaced

By another, then another

Brings a smile to my face

Worn by time's subtle

Reprise, teasing

My shadow's growth

Tangled in re-runs

That can no longer be

Re-lived, echo undeniably

Down this road, a journey

Never quite finished.

Edwin James


...

Inevitably

Pushing rainbows

Bending

Peripheral limits

Stitching

Pseudo reality's

Seeking

Twisted fate's

Consent

Loafing insolence

Never

Connecting self

Buried

Under daunting

Covers

Pissing away

Destiny

Ruined hopes

Bleed

Suffering alone

Suspended

Pondering moves

Choking

Moral's Compass

Drifting.

Edwin James

...