Commuting (A Poem)


Early morning

Rise before the sun

Shuttle, cold darkness

Eyes closed

 

Sound of traffic

Walk in the cold

Wait for the train

Minutes more

 

Frozen breath rises

Get on the train

Bell rings, doors close

Find a seat

 

Screeching rails

Train is silent

Bundled, withdrawn

Feeling fatigue

 

Station down below

Crowds of people press

Bodies stir air

Will it end?

Train

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The Support


A poem.

God provides the foundation

On which our home is built

A solid base that anchors it

To soft soil or shifting sand

Your strength is the structure

That keeps this delicate form

From blowing, washing away

When the wind and rain come

Your dedication is the frame

That holds up this fragile life

As it reaches toward heaven

Buttressing its soaring wings

And though we need the Lord

Who shelters and protects us

Our home would lie in ruins

If not held together by you

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For my wife.

M.G. Edwards

July 2012

The Bride


A Poem.

 

A fairer creature I never did see,

Than she who brought me jubilee,

Of whom noble poets and sonnets sing,

The beautiful one who takes my ring.

 

Far fonder than the sweet roses dare,

She surpasses ever their beauty fair,

In sacred white she casts away the veil,

Her beauty regales me in full assail.

 

The shimmer of her eyes stills the room,

The light of her smile shines the groom,

Standing by my side she fills my dreams,

At the altar, a resplendent angel, she seems.

 

Alas, my love, I have become one with thee,

Be my companion evermore, for eternity,

Together we will soar over the deepest hollows,

Bride and groom we’ll fly as the future follows.

 

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I wrote this poem in 2002 for my wife to commemorate ten years together. A decade later, it is as true now as ever.

buythumbM.G. Edwards is a writer of books and stories in the mystery, thriller and science fiction-fantasy genres. He also writes travel adventures. He is author of Kilimanjaro: One Man’s Quest to Go Over the Hill, a non-fiction account of his attempt to summit Mount Kilimanjaro, Africa’s highest mountain. His collection of short stories called Real Dreams: Thirty Years of Short Stories available as an e-book and in print on Amazon.com. He lives in Bangkok, Thailand with his wife Jing and son Alex.

For more books or stories by M.G. Edwards, visit his web site at www.mgedwards.com or his blog, World Adventurers. Contact him at me@mgedwards.com, on Facebook, on Google+, or @m_g_edwards on Twitter.

© 2012 Brilliance Press. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted without the written consent of the author.

The Penny Trick


A poem.

by M.G. Edwards

Eyes view one penny’s note,

Drawn out from magic’s coat,

Believe me all that I see,

Be not one but penny three.

Surely to me the penny pays,

Three not one makes me gaze,

Want I three not penny one,

Left I am with what I shun.

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M.G. Edwards is a writer of books and stories in the mystery, thriller and science fiction-fantasy genres. He also writes travel adventures. He recently published a collection of short stories called Real Dreams: Thirty Years of Short Stories available as an ebook and in print on Amazon.com. His upcoming travel novel, Kilimanjaro: One Man’s Quest to Go Over the Hill, will be available in March 2012. He lives in Bangkok, Thailand with his wife Jing and son Alex. Visit his web site at www.mgedwards.com or contact him at me@mgedwards.com. Find him on Facebook or @m_g_edwards on Twitter.

© 2012 Brilliance Press. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted without the written consent of the author.