Spring Snow

Nowhere to be

Found this early
Ski planned morning
Disappointed sets in
Rattled, upset, cheated
By last night's snowfall
Forecast by cable's
Weekend weatherman

Working at scale
Unable to ski weekends
This was his therapeutic
Revenge hitting back
At skier's eagerness and
Fervor for the slopes
  Promising heavy snowfall
For all local ski resorts

Tonight's low he
Declared will bring
Heavy snowfall by
Morning's early light
Relishing in anticipation
His x-girlfriend's love for
The ski slopes, keeping
Them distant and apart.

Edwin James

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Anticipating

A great new year full

Of promises, never

To be kept, in a world

Unable to defeat

Corruption's will

 A world controlled

By a mighty few

Armed in numbered

Accounts, feeding 

War's might against

All those who oppose

Distorting gospels truth 

Hyperbolizing goodwill's

Intent, while satisfying

And empowering their 

Hunger games appetite

Happy New Year!

Edwin James

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A New Dawn

Breaking
Crying out
Just like yesterday
A hellish carbon copy
Lurking behind
A cracked facade
Painted in delirium
Deprived of semblance,
Harmony, world peace
Searing in hatred
Courting heartless
Applause

Runaway hopes
Scorned, defaced
Betrayed, cry out
Like the morning dawn
Seeking faith's light
  Resurrecting prophecies
Sacred and undaunted
Devoid from all
Suffering, pain
Poverty, hunger and
Contempt while
A surly carpetbagger
Is re-selling dawns early
Early crusading light.  

Edwin James

...

Mystic Bowls 

Whisper resonating

In A turning into

F sounds shifting

To E then G are

Close behind

C and D now

Reverberate through
His deep subconsciousness

An overdue life changing

Healing session
Is now well underway

Vibrations from his

Soul increases while

Listening to the 

Frequencies uplifting

Rhythmic flows liking

To none ever felt

His mind relaxed

Drifting wondering

Relaxed confident

This gentle mindfullness

Leads to a deep

Spiritual awakening

A gift from those

Who came before

Unassuming always
There.

Edwin James

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I Could Hear

A blue jay singing
Caressing my blues away

Uplifting my wildest

Dreams, remembering

Greek goddess Moira's

Psalm, a gospel held close

By Time eternal, not always

Understood or believed

Where heart's inner faith
Is treasured, protected by

Universe's nourishing womb
And caring loving light

Embarking on a new

Journey, whistling away

Harmonizing, left 
Wondering, enamored 

By this blue jay
Blues.

Edwin James

...

Turning Winds

Dawn breaking

The coast line ebbing

Rippling water washes

Over her swollen feet

Tearing anguish rolls

From her brown eyes

Life's fate has just
Taught her a lesson

With hope no longer
In reach promises 
Meaningless her mind
Crashing wave-less

She closes her eyes
Then opens them to
A golden horizon
And simply let's go.

Edwin James


...

400 Miles Away

From the past

A measure never truly

Realized keeps her

Sorrow at bay

Cold and lost

She knows what

She did can

Never be undone

She moves over

To a park swing

Singing her

Guilt away

"I never said

That I loved you

Or could ever wed
My heart dark and blue"

Her essence unwilling

Unable to realize love .

Edwin James

...

 

A Gentle Breeze

Blew across her face

Whispering

A gleaming promise

Better days ahead
Without deception

Days where shadows

Could be believed

Forever shutting
Despair's door

All she ever wanted

Was a chance to prove

To her inner most self

Restoring her faith
Mindfully walking while
Stomping on shadows past

Though very fragile
With eyes wide-open
She clutches onto her
Trusted inner-self.

Edwin James

...

Rap-ity Crap

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Let's put to bed

These silly rues

Rhyme is okay

For song and dance

Let's not fall prey

To false romance

Limericks gone wayward

Contrived in pretense

Unassertive quite absurd 

Making little sense

Raging out of control

Let me be square

In a round hole

Compelled to dare.

Edwin James

...

 

Mystic Drums

Echo from a 
Time when his

Being was that

Of another he

Closes his eyes

Not sure why

Or for how long

Never wanting

A falcon soars

Into his vision the

Beating of the drums

Numb his senses

Unnerved trusting

Turning clairvoyant
Spellbound resonating

Inhaling the soothing
Reverberating sounds
Of the mystic drums
With each new breath
Suspended 
In the moment
Having no future
Past or reason
For being someone
Other than himself

Edwin James

...

A Naked Canvas

Stands ready by

Window's fading light

It's promise unrealized

Haunted by an

Undermining dream

Keeping his will at

Bay, stealing his 
Inspiration's dream

Suspended, warped by

 Time, blurring his
Canvas, cloaked in
Darkness, when yet another

Spark hovers overhead
 Roaming through shadows

Transient, gnawing away

At his vulnerability.

Edwin James


...

Rise Up

Friend your path

Clear for take-off

No longer bound

By guilt or time

 No longer held

In contempt by
Self-righteousness

Procrastinating  
In self doubt

 This is your time

To gainfully soar
Creating belief where
None dared or willed

Empowering entrusting

That gut feeling
i.e.

The reality you

Promised yourself

So long ago.

Edwin James

... 

My Lips

Touched her longing soul

Wandering spirits reunited

Whisked by destinies spark

Protected by karma's

Promise

Our souls once

Challenged, thrown

Against prevailing winds

Streaming, beckoning

Relentless

Gilded by a forgotten

History not of this

Time, two wanting souls

Reunited by breath's

Touch.

Edwin James

...

His Reality

Slipping, deteriorating

His mind hyperbolic

Illusive, agitated

Not to be trusted

 Distortions weave

Precariously at will
Concealing his goals
Tossing out his life's
Work

His dreams harnessed
By night's contempt
No longer ready to

Conquer his demons

Forever bound by

Time's Myth Keeper
Dangling hope's key
Hiding behind fear's
Shadow.

 

Edwin James

...

 

Two Old Friends

Walking, unconcerned

Reticent, caught in a downpour

Cherishing only each other
Ignoring night's rain
 

Its prowess hailing
Thunder and lightning
 Crackle across nights sky
Masking moon's solstice

Their hopes and dreams 
Lie in wait, anxious
Above lightning shadows
Cast this rainy night.

Edwin James

...

So here I find

Myself writing yet

Another poetry blog

But why - where is

This all leading

Should I even

Care or need to

Rationalize its
Unrealized
Poetic justice

Perhaps I am
Transcending or

Dreaming unable
To comprehend
Ascertain Hope's
Vulnerability remaining
Cognitive to what
Can still be.

Edwin James



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Welcome to my poetry blog... 

  Entrusting our existence.

Edwin James

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