MEMORIES & DREAMS
Tides that flowed in rising squall
set deep in vaults of chapters time
where waves engraved the memory
and fed the flames of past recall.
Captured in a sonnets rhyme
expressed in trespass on his soul
like fish through ruptured nets escape
he straddled crumbling walls of time.
Grasping dreams beyond restraint
where only angels feet once trod
beneath a sickle moon unseen
he listened to the rain.
Michael Edwards © June 2017