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Wednesday 11 February 2015

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


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