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


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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

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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

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