Poems from J.M. Edwards
The lonely sound of crickets' callis the greatest sound of allIn the crickets' soft soul hum,I hear the beating of a drumthe rhythym of...
I.The name…the name…
They call me by name…
Always the villain
Always the same
Always the same old bloody game…
So I will be the one
Who...
The Voice of the Sea
I
“The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander...
And a single whisper will cry me to sleep—That of:"I am not ready to die, nonot yetI am not ready to die."And a single breath will haunt...
Look up into the dark wood
Can you see a shadow’s face?
It is he, the betrayer,
With his head inside and legs out kicking –
A murderous...