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

... 

 

 

Chasing

 

Rainbows through her

Mind, catching sun rays

Washing her hands

Understanding her worth

Sinking toes in grass

Moist, full of vigor

Her heart full

Her mind content

Stopping only to

Catch a butterfly's

Dream, redefining her

Beauty and desires

Collected from an

Endless stream, building

A castle in the clouds

Giddy and free.

Edwin James

...

 

 

 

The Darkeness

Beneath her skin

Was slowly ebbing

Fading, revealing

Her innocence

Tracing her pulse

Deep into the night

She realizes her

Downfall, her collapse

A Deception believed

 Disguised in hues

Seducing her will's

Daydreams

A decaying energy

Driven by mistrust

Fusing doubts into

A deformed reality

That was never hers

Quivers in the dark

Unable to resist 

This promising light.

Edwin James

...

 

Horizon's Light

Kindles under

Dawn's coral skin

And crimson sunsets

Streaming day's events

Destiny stemming

Between light and dark

Infusing Fate, quantifying

Mankind's latest patriarch

Another halftime show

Staging day's delirium

Chasing night's fresco

A painted pseudonym

Disguised in harmony

Or masked in terror

Ending light's journey

Welcoming night's author.

Edwin James

...

 

 

Shadows 

 

From Time

Tip-toed across the

Lines of her face

Washing away times

Best left unanswered

Forgotten, breathing

Only this moment in

Time

 

She turned to face

The wind morphing

Each moment of her

Life into a soothing

Flashback, each frame

Golden, feeling the love

Captured through the

Years

 

Lifting her faith

Affirming her life

Choices, her efforts

Fully realized her

Happiness succumed

Only by her heart's

Desire to never

Concede.

Edwin James

...

 

 

 

 

Time

 

Stood still again

Caught transcending behind

A cross wind, streaming

Ebbing, forging memories

Caring not about anything

And yet everything 

Suspended, cradled in a

Wisdom not always believed

Or understood, its reason

For being was enough

Savouring only that which

Could be attainable

 

Slipping away from

Darkness into a light

Brimming in innocence

Glowing with confidence

Discerning morals elevating

Compassion's will

A mind pendulum 

Finding its balance.

Edwin James

...

 

Sounds

Of wizardry carried

Her thoughts without

Any warning unable
to comprehend or
Give direction

Never one to dare

Her journey was hers

And hers alone
Tangled in illusions
Serpentine mysticism

Transcending into a
Corner of her mind
Left ignored till now
Inhaling its freedom
Hitching a ride

On a sinking dream
Standing on the shores
Of a reveling imposter
Lying in wait, a
Time to dare .

Edwin James


...

The Night

Offered little hope

He knew where his fate

Sold out, unable to cope

His timing never that great

Drifting, his heart yearning

Feeling the weight burning

Bending his dreams, baiting

Daring, no longer caring

Collapsing before his time

Left to defend, rescue

Shadows teasing in mime

Colours tainted untrue

Flaking before him, fading

Gasping, life's meaning

Robbing motives murmuring

Taunting illusions ribbing

An epoch calamity

Begging for amnesty.

Edwin James

...

Moon's Gravity

Casting light over

Shadows brooding in

Camp darkness, offering

An escape, a retreat

From fates hand

Rattling his inept

World cuddled in

Fear and doubt, he

Begins breathing in

Moon's elusive light

Redefining memories 

Lost in canyons built

So long ago, once

Crushed rise again

Riding on the back

Of moon's fervor

Far from Hell's Gate

Having buried his

Soul in nightmares

For too long, his

Escape waits, believed 

Breaking loose, eclipsing

Darkness' grip.

 

Edwin James

 

 

...

 

 

 

Sunlight

Burrowed deep into

Her heart fermenting

In a souring, pitiful

Relationship, wrangled in

Friction and spite

Bruised, repulsed and

Oh so tired, it was time

To realize, take back

Caring not of threats

From an exhausting 
And foreboding lover

She has had enough

No longer wanting

Only for herself

She reaches skyward

Grabbing sunlight's promise
Pledging never again to

Expose her vulnerabilities, 
Forever sealing her

Affections from luring
And engaging winds.

Edwin James

...

Thoughts

Cutting across time's

Breath, an innocence

Tormented, moves tepidly

Fragmenting possibilities

Escaping tunnel's light

Deducing times sooner

Forgotten, abandoned

Exhaling breath's dilemma

While leaning against
Withering faux shadows

Lingering, crawling behind

A whispering sable brush

Never willing to surrender
It's cognizance, relentless
Focusing only on the light

Never knowing for sure
WHERE this painting should
End, shadowing against a
Landscape still not
Realized, conquered.

Edwin James


...

Light Dances

Across my fingers

Illuminating my strokes

Swirling bravely, freely

Over my playful canvas

Dodging faux shadows

Always there teasing

Mocking, foreboding

Challenging light's
Redemption

I remain tentative
Inhaling light's promise
Measuring colour values

Brimming in artful fusion

A palette flourishing
Contours revealing
Fulfilling a mind quest
Never before ventured
A landscape spreading
Deliberately, effortlessly
Unmasked, never before
Considered or realized.

Edwin James


...

In His Darkness

Shadows begin fading

As doubts hold

Rescinds behind a

Curtain weaved from
Nightfall's embrace

Offering a promise

A twilight into his

Past, once ventured

Eclipsing his delimna

A forgotten pledge

An intrepid dream

Streaming its might

 A covenant etched in

A solitude only his

Heart could understand.

Edwin James

...

A Winter's Chill

 

Bites at her lip

Unable to grip

Thoughts facing

A wind chasing

 Under wintery skies

A shadow in disguise

Creeping slowly behind

Seeking the maligned

Memories freezing

Under breaths capsizing

Suffocating in defeat

Unable to grasp, repeat

Her goals zigzagging

A heart still clinging

To an inflicted hell

Having no one to tell.

Edwin James

...

 

 

 

 

Je Suis Charlie

Our Drawings speak as one

Mocking global injustices

Most would never pen

Our shock and awe
Never deters even by
Threats consequence

Determined, unaffected by

Religious hate cries

From disturbed fanatics

Demented in beliefs

Garnished in vengeance

Caustic sworn assassins

Charlie's courage is shatterproof
Our strokes remain unaltered

Boundaries unacceptable
Our resolve hardened

In their memory, unified
Till our last brush stroke

Nous Sommes Charlie.

Edwin James


...

Her Faith

Did not foresee

Or pretend to know

Her heart cindering

Burning in ashes

Suffocating

Her fears realized

Having lost all desire

A whispering voice burns

Mocking her faith's

Audacity

Caring not, her nerve

Eclipsed by fate's hand

Disgusted and angry

She no longer feels or

Accepts

She raises her

Wine glass, mocking

Her inability to fully

Recognize, left alone

Lost

She mutters softly

"My life is but a leaf

Withering surely crumbling

Worn out by faith's retreating

Shadows."

Edwin James

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