An Un-rapping Christmas Song

Writing this crap is way to...easy

Though it is making my mind...dizzy

This old timer is feeling...queasy

Hey buddy, I'ma feeling kinda...crappy

Must be the pills I put in my...coffee

Think it is time to take a..nap

This rap is turning into a...deathtrap

Having beat the living...crap

To lyrics that should be in...rehab

Ya no, ya no they're soundin' so...bad

How could I have been so...naive

On this snowy Christmas...eve .

Chorus

Tis the season bro

To blow and blow

Inhaling that snow

Up your nose

Feeling pretty blah

Ah ha, ah ha

Tis the season hoe

To blow and blow

Inhaling that snow
Up your nose
Ho ho, uh...hell no.

Edwin James


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Ah

Christmas Time

Wrapping

Cheerful thoughts

Around

Gifts carefully

Bowed

In warmth

And

Heart-felt

Times

Under

A tree

Glowing

In promise

Offering

Only hope

Filling

The season

With

Loving family

Memories

So

Long ago.

Edwin James

...

The Day Begins

Like any other day

She whispered

Looking for answers

Hidden in shadows

Cast by doubt

Running from pain

Tempered in fear

Walking in a daze

Caring not for self

An agenda lost

Over mind wagers

Betting against dreams

A portal seemingly shut

Walking once again

Alone and naked

Wondering why her life

Seemed no longer

To matter or worth being

A chill ran up her neck

Remembering her father's

Promising words

Always persuasive, caring

Releasing her despair

She closes her eyes

And knows what to do

Remembering her father's

Validating words

You are my guiding light

Stay strong with all your might

Never abandon your heart

Your will knows how to restart

Move forward and only bare

That what comes from prayer.

Edwin James

...

 

  

Her Light

Cast no suspicion

Or rebellious shadows

Defying cravings harkened

By jealousy and hate

Her soul aware, mindful

Willing and forgiving

Never doubting or

Relinquishing her promise

Never letting go

Of her dignity's resolve

Unwavering, releasing

Shoulders frantic weight

Facing inward, unafraid

Trusting her inner-self

Radiating hope, sharing

Her contagious light.

Edwin James

...

 

 

 

 

Wonderstruck

Awakened

No longer

Challenged

By fear's

Willingness

To hide

Behind

Murky shadows

Deceiving

Even egos

Might

Now standing

Confronting

Wind's prowess

Daring

To be

More

Never again

Advocating

Winds breath

Anchored

On ground

Firmly

Beneath my

Feet

Ready to

Defeat

That what

Should

Have never

Been
So long
Ago.

Edwin James

...  

 

 

 

The Love

 

She carried was like

A blossom in full bloom

Pure of heart, her psych

Overt, never to assume

 

Or judge one's faith

Seemingly always patient

Her friends of many interfaith

Her character calm, vibrant

 

Her spirit light, soaring

Willing to forgive and forget

Mindfully free never fearing

Her demeanor never a threat

 

Giving light to needed shadows

Shrinking hungry egos.

 

Edwin James

 

 

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Savvy

Was more than just a puppy

His new owner told me

He was now her best friend

Finally setting her free

From a heart-broken loneliness

Able to once again see

And feel, losing all doubt

Getting back a reason to believe

Cherishing her good fortune

Filling her heart with glee

Her fate no longer impervious

   Her eyes becoming watery, teary

She gives thanks to God

Then looks curiously at me

Why were you so willing to give

Your dog away to this old Nannie 

He is so playful and full of life

Yes indeed, looking away from Savvy

I have faraway studies I must keep

Where he cannot accompany me

He needs someone to be there for him

Loving, protecting without infamy

He deserves a full-time care giver
Always there, never having to worry

And not left behind in a SPCA cell
Not knowing who will unlock his key

Savvy in time will get over and forget me
Left forever in my heart's memory. 

Edwin James


...

 

I Can Feel

The wind tempting

My every move

Challenging my

Breath's will

Albeit a long

Day coming

To a close but

Not to an end

Shadows drift

Beneath and in

Front, clouding

Unfulfilled dreams

A wind heeded

In whispering

Undertones, haunting

Each step I take

While cowering

Shadows welcome

Wind's hovering

Zephyr

I tunnel inward
Eluding winds vice
Leaving behind
 Sinking shadows.


Edwin James

... 

Could Life Be

Nothing more than

A spark in time

Inhaling its wonder and

Promise, entranced

By physical abilities

And mindfulness

Able to love, care

Nourish and protect

While battling egos

Succumbing to fate's

Will and blinding light

Spinning us into wars

Fornicating religious will

Able to kill and starve

Those wanting nothing

More than a chance to

Live in a world without

Hate, glut, ego or fear 

Enjoying a lifetime

Cherished, merciful

A life sung for just

One spark in time.

Edwin James

...

A Smile

Danced 

Across his 

Face

Unable to

Hold

Back his

Joy

His life

Full

Of promise

Never

Wanting more

Always

Sharing his

Fortunes

With others

Never

Forgetting his

Roots

Packing a

Heart

Full of

Love

Asking for

Nothing

In return

Beaming

With life

Trusting

In an

Unwavering

Belief

In himself.

Edwin James

...

 

 

Shadows

Falling from above

Tormenting, seething

Snaking between

Dreams carved by 

Hope's Promise

Now, nowhere 

To be found

Fearless shadows

Smothering what is

Left of hope's light

Overtaking

Her dreams world

A formidable haunt

Abandoned, alone

Unable to wake, see

Blinded by a faith

Shrouded in rapture

A withering ego 

Not of the heart

Shamefully spent.

Edwin James


...

A Fly

On the wall

Looking so small

Unassuming

Crawling 

Sensing my presence

A formidable menace

I must truly be

Utterly ghastly

A nearing threat

Already set

To fly away

A tantalizing prey

Well within reach

Daring my outreach

Anticipating every move

Any changing groove

Or whispering crosswind

Will send him downwind

Wanting to be left alone

And free to roam.

Edwin James

... 

A Warrior's Spirit

Washed ashore

A life on parole

Skewed in thoughts

Lost in bouts

Brewing over time

No longer sublime

A struggling soul

No longer whole

Left for dead

A resolve misled

Landing on a shore

Not really sure

How to face

Agony's disgrace.

Edwin James


...

  

In memory of John Lennon 
Goo Goo Ga-joob

Escaping, running naked
Gleefully transparent
Mind altering, amplified
Mind addictions streaming
Mind control overwhelming

Flying over 8 miles high
Inhaling numbing potions
 Willfully melding perceptions

Departing in a Magic Bus
Realities turning inside out

Feelings mushrooming
Tricking reason's destiny
Gravity wavering, lifting
Intuition's soul rising
Eyes questioning

Dreaming,
Awake, 
Eight days a week
Goo, goo
Ga-joob.

Edwin James

...

A Different Voice

Sounding appealingly

Resonate, stirring

Deep within his

Wavering mind

Esoteric in nature

His present reality

Unprepared, vulnerable

Left exposed as a

Heretic drowning,

Sinking in his reality's

Ineptness, unable to

Turn off this

Enslaving, soothing voice

So inviting, so tempting

So indicative, able to

Levitate him on a course

That was never his or

Wanted, a charismatic voice

Challenging his existence

Sounding victory.

Edwin James

...

Consumed

Never fully at ease

Postulated by time

Unable to please

No longer in her prime

She stares through lenses

Smeared by fate's hand

Her heart bleeding ashes

Not able to understand

Clutching onto a life

Only imagined in dreams

Believing she was a good wife

Led by deceiving daydreams

Cut-off from reality

In angst she cries out

Contorting an inept plea

Left haunted in doubt
Unable to care no more
Morphing into darkness.

Edwin James

...

 

His Mind

Left hanging

By thoughts 

Buried within

Nagging dreams 

Unmasked by 

Shadows impervious

Presence

Just another night

Like always, unnerving

Lost in darkness

Unable to separate

Reality from Dream

Everything remains the

Same.

Edwin James

...

Thoughts

Meant for another day

Murmuring, creating chaos

Where none existed

Wary he tries clearing

If only temporarily

Inching away from the

Clamoring, ranting abuse

Controlling his judgement

Uninvited sound bites

Ump, abduct his intent

Curving his readiness

Curtailing his reach for

Semblance and insight

Sensing a way out he

Eludes back to the present

Excluding all other voices.

Edwin James

...

    

Clearing Skies

Creep into her mind

Clouded in disdain and

Hopelessness, as light

Begins permeating, breaking

Apart her darkened 

Thoughts consumed by

Shadows foul playfulness

Unaware at the time of

Its intended misdirection

She allows her mind
To open, it has been a
Long time, having followed

For so, so long down
Ego's illusive alleyways
Standing naked, alone

Locked in a key-less

Harrowing darkness left

To forever bleed

She inhales the light

And escapes.

Edwin James

...

 

An Early Winter Storm

Rages unabated

Trumpeted by relentless,

Prodding northern winds

Unforgiving, impervious

To the damage, havoc

And harm it will

Inflict

Mother Nature's callous
Greek daughter Morea cares

Not about her Mother's fruition's
And begins thrusting heavy
Wet blowing snow onto the

Backs of helpless tree limbs

Breaking

A heartless daughter

Unsatisfied, exhales her

Frozen lungs over roads

And walkways  leaving behind

Chaos and death, a rebellious
Spiteful sibling having no

Equal.

Edwin James

... 

Morning Light

Unassuming

Full of promise

Harbouring

No contempt

Anxious

Unaware of the

Day's

Dream or

Fate

Offering only

Hope

A morning's

Faith

Disdaining any

Prejudice

Over what may

Come

In the after

Glow

Of mornings

Yielding

Burning compass.

Edwin James

...

 

I Have Felt The World Burning

In the creases of my palm

My fists having turned callous

Fingers tingling no longer calm

Afraid, unnerved, cautious

A reality turned begging

Suspended by eternity's

Light, hovering, arching

Against all enemies

Harbouring no fears

Or contempt for mankind

Drenched in a world full of tears

Hungry, out of focus, blind

Seemingly lost by gods

Offering promise and hope
Contradicting, always at odds
A slithering unyielding tightrope

Suspended without a safety net
Egging on our souls purpose
Rinsing away our guilt and debt
Always there illuminating, animus .

Edwin James



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