The Air

Cold to his heart

Biting memories prey

Harbouring hellhounds

Lurking begging to stay

Flashbacks hovering

Blocking hope's way

Never really knowing

Turning, looking away

Alone on his boardwalk

Confessions in disarray

Tempting wind's nerve

Escaping beyond the bay

Wintry musings account

When drink went astray

Never caring or accepting

Staggering from day to day

His cohorts willing, nearby

Many having moved away

Wayward spirits ease his pain

Drowning fears wanting to play

Reflections fading out to sea
Never caring for his dismay
Stubborn unmoved by tears 

Unable to change or weigh.


...

Edwin James

Chance

Stood quietly in her corner

Waiting for its release

Recovering from a loss

In humility amidst anger

She was walking away

Erasing those memories

That claimed her heart

On this her birthday

Wishing then erasing

Her credulous will farewell

Clutching her tired soul

Intransitively she moves

Inward, eclipsing years

Gone adrift, now poised

Ready to take that chance

Resisting doubt's fears.

She blows out her candles

Extinguishing her specters.

...

Edwin James

Sun Rays

Highlight his allusions

Seizing his artful way

Thoughts play havoc

Rewriting predictions

Crafted during his heyday

An art form out of luck

An ego garnished in pain

Beneath a burnished sky

Another fornicating day

Elusive unable to ascertain

Losing his vision's eye

Recasting his screenplay

Unable to fully justify
Self-pity offers escape

Amid gossip's foul play
A waiting memento mori 
Encrypts his mindscape
Altering again his endplay

While his heart cry's out
Against incoming frauds
Fathoming a better way
Realizing maybe a way out
Re-shuffling Fate's odds
Hanging on a sunny day.

Edwin James
...
 
 
 
 

Suspended

In the middle of the day

Standing in front of a glass

Mirror, looking deep into

Her dreams passageway

Illusions abound playfully

Shadows creep across her

Lucid dreams desires, she

Inhales inward, in no hurry

A condescending serpentine

Whispers across her dream's

Promise, vanguard rainbows

Dodging many a fatal scene

A picture window shielding

Her every naked conception

A kindred porthole set a fire

Her breath and heart reuniting.

Edwin James

... 

 

The Light

Moves daringly across her

Darkened canvas, looking

For a way in, a sublime light

Undefined, lurking in an
Animated, evasive twilight

Underexposed

Undeterred, an inner spark

Alluding rationale, awakens
Her crimson brush, offering
Resolve to her moot canvas

Its purpose realized,
Believed

An artful virtuoso dancing 
In delightful bold hues

Offering measured light and
Shape, validating her soul's

Aspirations, yearning, no longer

Bound in self doubt, set
Free.

Edwin James


... 

His Immediacy

Misjudged and laughed

To be nothing more

Than a spot on this wall

Framed in memories

Laminated in timeless hues

Challenges painted, now

Tearing  in blistered paint

Weathered by fame

A wall where he hung

His soul, primed in gesso

Stretched over a canvas

Innocent and unprovoked

A tender poetic sinew

Harbouring his realization

Defining his innate existence

Never quite found or lost.

Edwin James