Michael Edwards

CEREBRATE

 

 

CEREBRATE

(Two short works to transport the mind)

 

 

(1)

Beneath the sombre leaden skies

shedding tears in heathland streams

the heady scents of fern and herb

in lands where ancient silence rings.

 

 

(2)

Amorphous dreams that float on clouds

deliver me to polished sands

where I can taste the wind borne brine

and watch the moon lit diamonds dance.