One warm and sunny Christmas day,
A Monarch butterfly sailed away.
Her wings sun kissed, her colours bright,
She’d been transformed in the night.
For like the babe on Christmas morn,
The time was right to be reborn.
A bright new flame to light the way,
This warm and sunny Christmas Day.
Mandy Edwards. (c) 2017
I love this.
“A poem begins with a lump in the
a homesickness or a love sickness.
It is a reaching out
toward expression, an effort to find
fulfillment. A complete
poem is one where an emotion has
found its thought
and the thought has found words.”
There’s no poetry in my life
My muse, my light, my soul,
Where have you gone?
One short glorious year
I knew you,
And words came tumbling forth
in joyful song.
But then you left. As quickly
as you came.
And though I’ve begged you –
Speak! Please speak to me.
All I ever hear
No-thing but silence … Oh!
Is that your final gift to me?
Mandy Edwards (c) 2016
the full moon’s rising
repeat your sacred mantra
touch yourself with love
thrice spiral into bliss
the time is ripe for magic
Mandy Edwards (c) 2017