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

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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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