Michael Edwards



Embers turn to ash

Used tea bags in empty cups

The night lingers on.

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 13th, 2020 02:43
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 25
  • User favorite of this poem: dusk arising.


  • FineB

    Hi Michael,

    A good write.

    You could say everything is turning to ash with this pandemic around us.

    Keep healthy and writing.

  • Andrew Charles Forrest

    A mellow Senryu given the circumstances we find ourselves in Michael

    Like the seasons have been suspended


    • Michael Edwards

      Thanks Andrew It wasn't written with the darn virus in mind but - yes - very apt in thee current circumstances.

    • Goldfinch60

      The light will be with us in time, the light is always there.


      • Michael Edwards

        We all patiently await the flame - thanks Andy.

      • orchidee

        Good write and pic M.
        Turn to fag-ash? You know Fag-Ash Lil? Or Fag-Ash Berles?!

        • Michael Edwards

          Gosh yes - I'd forgotten Fag Ash Lil - I'll ask Miss Berles about her.

        • Fay Slimm.

          This sad sen. shows how much is ash in empty cup is at the moment - - good points raised Mike.

        • dusk arising

          Oh so moody a piece. I don't know why but it says so much.

          A must for my favourites.

          Beauty in the eye of the beholder etc.... this one hits a spot in me.

          • Michael Edwards

            I'm flattered - thanks dusk - so much appreciated.

          • FredPeyer

            These three short lines evoke an end of day peaceful and relaxing time in front of the fireplace. Exactly what we need during these tough times!

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