Thursday 2 June 2022

One Poem by Angel Edwards


 

Amethyst Bed

 

child sleeps

inside

an amethyst

 

she has no mouth

no lips to kiss

 

Four glass stairs

lead to the outside

 

her world ashine

under a half moon

 

topaz bushes

illuminate

 

ancient fountain

in the centre

flowing water

forever

propels

a rainbow stream

 

she scoops some water

into her boneless hand

 

as she breathes in

the magic water

 

ghost friend jack

becomes visible

 

she attempts

as always in vain

 

always to his laughter

 

to embrace

to touch

she cannot

 

Jack is dressed up

like a king

crooked crown

velvet purple cloak

trailing

 

Jack has no eyes

his vision is wise

 

 

neither would fall in love

innocent child love only

best friends

child ghosts




Angel Edwards is a singer songwriter guitarist published writer published poet with 4 books from Vancouver BC Canada

member of AFM local 145

BMI SOCAN

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