Michael Edwards

A COLLECTION OF COUPLETS (2)

 

 

 

A COLLECTION OF COUPLETS (2)

 

 

The lashing rain played harmony

with the tunes of the gusting wind.

 

 

With thoughts of convenient construction

she condoned his lamentable wrongs.

 

 

They walked in the valley of streams

and they slept in the valley of dreams

 

The gathering tears from heavens eyes

reflect the grey of winter skies

 

No varnish in his spoken word

he never sugars pills.