Michael Edwards




Her door now locked,

her blind still closed,

he walked away down broad stone steps,

a scarf of thorns around his neck.




  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 27th, 2017 04:32
  • Comment from author about the poem: Was going to London for a couple of nights but just cancelled having heard our two main routes (the M1 and the A14) are both closed due to snow and multiple accidents so here I am posting again with a cheery little number.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 28
  • User favorite of this poem: Shadowbox15.


  • orchidee

    So you stayed - to write us more gems! Good write Michael.
    I couldn't do all I wanted. I could not sing - me throat packed up with a bug. Oh no, I'm recovering! I shall sing again soon. arrggghh!

  • Michael Edwards

    Ah so tomorrow a vocal thrust from O - does tomorrow ever come?

  • Shadowbox15

    That’s a lot of feeling thrust into those few stanzas.
    Well done.

    • Michael Edwards

      Who rejected who? thanks so much Shadowbox

    • ron parrish aka wordman

      the other side of love,rejection

    • Goldfinch60

      The pain of rejection is awful at the time but one always has to move on and discard that scarf of thorns.

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