Michael Edwards





Within her domain

where the dust lies on ledges

she nurtures regret.


Wandering slowly

she passes to the window

where light filters through.


She moves as a ghost

with her features in shadow

her outline in gold.


Her anger finds vent

Her delusions regretted

waiting for answers.


She had been faithless

disregarding wise counsel

yet wild seed matures.


And wild grasses grow

and she’s blessed by good graces

so she will survive.



  • WriteBeLight

    Beautiful words and work of art!

  • Michael Edwards

    Bless you both - the paintings (and the poetry I'm posting) are from my 'back catalogues' so plenty to go at.

  • Tony36

    Another awesome poem and amazing art

  • willyweed

    Oh Michael this is so very nice in both word and vision. ww

  • Christina8

    Wonderful Haiku's and a beautiful painting to match! Christina

  • Michael Edwards

    Thanks so much Tony, WW and Christina

  • P.H.Rose

    Really very good
    Michael I really
    Enjoyed this one
    Well done....

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