Best Edward Poems

exposed and heart beating,
in the quiet of the hum.  

every thought bounces off the walls,  
ricochet, causing my stillness.  

nothing beyond this space,  
inertia tells me so.  

when it's all too neat, we can't make a mess.  
maybe the...

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an automat whose orbs of light
reflect and touch the void of night

a refuge from the twenties’ roar
trapped in her thoughts without a door

a table, cup and gloveless hand
alone together in her land

a bowl of fruit that sits behind:
the 'still life' and her state of mind....

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his distant still palette
of ambient light
painted the silence
of hawks in the night

catching a sadness
that hides in plain sight
in an air of detachment
that hints at their plight.


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Martha was rudely awaken on Monday morning
With the phone call we all dread
“Mrs Palmer we regret to inform you
That your husband Edward is dead”
She thought that it was tactless
The way she had been told
Couldn’t they have said ‘passed away'?
Instead of being so bold
She dressed in...

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Collaboration with Edward Ibeh

Oh, precious one, I need you…
Be the missing ying to my yang.
Come on home to a safe haven
In this warm, cozy heart of mine
Stay forever more, I implore thee, because…
Without you, there’s a hollow there!
And I’ll journey through
This vale of tears, incomplete.
A...

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Oh, and you my friend are truly blessed;
Oh, love of mankind may God keep and continue rewarding you, 
In every way each and every day;
I stand at the gate, and as I wait;
Your faith, your poetic heart;
Enlightens me and gives me courage;
Alas and you my...

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sallow confined to the shadow
though his glance reaches across the void
solvent so far in my averted gaze
this man will not stop the sun falling on my face
my air is purified, greyness swerves me
salt cellars absorb his intention 
whilst I calculate my route to the door...

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sipping cold coffee
staring into emptiness
counting tiny grounds

Copyright © 2009 By Caryl S. Muzzey...

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How blessed are the green hills below
Upon which doleful eyes are cast
And the quiescent river flowing  by
Contented each day going pass 

She is barred from being in his company 
As she belongs to another
Yet, love is alive in her elaborate dreams
Where they are free...

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An Edward Hopper moment
finds her sitting there,
half in sunlight,
her legs, the best part
of an ordinary anatomy,
waving seductively,
like some submarine
predatory plant,
while the rest of her,
disguised by the late
afternoon shadows,
appears to read,
but shares the same hopes
as the legs....

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bathed in still shadows
from an afternoon glow
and wrapped inside splendour 
now faded and gone
this house from a world
remote silent and slow
stands trapped by the past
in a world moving on....

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My sweetest princess, I would never lie to you (except for when it keeps me out of trouble).

"As for my financial state, I am far wealthier than my magazine publishing family "McCalls". (no relation)

Princess:
"Dear, Can you explain?
You said a free subscription!
What is this invoice?"

I possess...

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"Spiteful Minds" 

by~ Edward McCormick 

Disdainfully negotiating gain, 
The spiteful mind their heart's desire alone. 
An obvious destruction they attain 
Through dialogue with underlying tone. 
A tiny drama brings about an end.
In spite of mind, the heart wants what it bleeds. 
Enlightenment is key to...

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So Edward Kamanzola was born on the Christmas Day
The year 1943 and this was declared a rare luck; 
And fortune was expected to trail his life all the way
To his doubtless toothless longevity of an octogenarian.
And true luck was his mate throughout
For his success no...

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I hear her 
When, in stillness – peace,
She surrounds me with her promises,
Light, mist on the morning, hope
Lifting away all the doubt, the darkness
With a feeling, a soul stirring scream

I hear her
Beating, in rhythm – harmonizing,
She echoes in reflections of sweet joy,
Soft, erasing all the...

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