Painted Strokes

Stimulated by my mind's

Canvas, deliberate at times

Every so often unexpected

Consciously undetected

A discerning freedom

Fencing off delirium 

Undaunted, unassuming

Eagerly looming

 A welcoming redemption
A delightful opus infusion

 A poetic streaming rainbow 

A collective heart and soul

Avoiding pretentious rhymes

Difficult at best of times
Never sought or believed
 Poetic injustice never conceived

Stretching my imagination

Unafraid, kaleidoscope in vision

  Registered over soul's gravity
Its ethos derived naturally.

Edwin James

...

Random Thoughts

Stirring, burning

Inside his head

Ideas refueling

Randomly multiplying 

Thoughts heightened

Merging, provoking

A spark ignites

Bursting into hues

Impetuous, forthcoming

Devoid of intimidation

Fantasies cascading, a

Wondrous journey unfurling

Kaleidoscope patterns

Illuminating, highlighting

A foundation for his

New painting.

Edwin James

...

 

Hopes Promise

Nowhere in sight, feeling

Irrelevant, behaving miserably

Out of gas, he sits down

On his lifeless wooden bench

Overlooking stormy seas

Waves roaring, crashing

His mind broken, without spirit
His aspirations failing

Left to wonder, hanging on

By a thread,  his dream's

Vision captured, netted by

By ego's inhaling current

An unwanted shifting tide

Calamitous, piercing

Suffocating, dragging

His world out to sea.

Edwin James

...

His Mind Numb

Flickering while
Musing shadows dance

In front of a light

Submerged in trance

Uncommon to logic

Testing his sanity

Challenging his dream

Abilities with every

Shadows inward turn

Drifting, transcending

A mindset unrealized

By hope's illusion.

Edwin James

...

Whispering Sunsets

Remembered, unyielding

Nourished by the

Winds spent from

Seasons long ago

Distant ashes set

Aglow, responding to

Echoing memories

Taking over her soul

Chilled by the last

Gasp of sunlight 
Conceding, letting to

Naked and alone

As days last light

Surrenders, leaving her

Heart with memories

Not of this night.

Edwin James

...

Waking

Tibetan bowls 

Diminishing ego's hold

Uplifting, spiritual

Mind's gravity probing

Arresting, captivating

Healing, adjusting

Never doubting

Questioning, simply

Letting go, rising

Above each rung

Breathing deeply

Over sonic rhythms

Vibrating, transcending

Ringing whole, a

Revelation wakens

Naked, unrehearsed
Believed.

Edwin James

...

She Whispered 

Gently into his ear

A promise that 

Could be believed

Perhaps for the

First time, he felt

Her need for him 

To believe maybe

Just this once

A chance, glimmering in

Her heart, without guilt

Shame or mistrust

She holds out her hand

Boldly taking back

Her life from hurt

Anger and doubt, no

Longer tormented by

What was, what went

Wrong for the longest

Time, no longer longing

Or wanting to remember.

Edwin James

...

Another Year Fades

Just as guilty 

As the year before

Begging for charity's

Unconditional forgiveness

While asserting the very

Same hopes, dreams and

Promises, sounding

Convincingly anew

Still staggering from last

Year's resolutions, this

Time failure is not an option

Hell bent, unwavering

Consummated by hope's

Relished goals, another

 Year cries out, sinking under

New Year's pledging light.

Edwin James

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