Walter C. Edwards


Walter C. Edwards Poems

81. When A Cat Sleeps 1/20/2013
82. Dam Him 1/20/2013
83. When You Walk Away 1/20/2013
84. Fulfill Desire 1/20/2013
85. A Shell 1/26/2013
86. Silence On A Snow Flake 1/26/2013
87. To The Hearth 1/26/2013
88. The Snowman 1/26/2013
89. The First And The Last 1/26/2013
90. Sweet Thoughts 2/2/2013
91. Once Again 2/2/2013
92. Time Back 2/2/2013
93. Crying To The Wolf 2/2/2013
94. Carnage On The Floor 2/2/2013
95. Buried In From The Blizzard 2/10/2013
96. Farthers Gate 2/10/2013
97. Magpie Blues 2/10/2013
98. A Grinches Poem 2/10/2013
99. Angle I Pray 2/17/2013
100. Cat's Sleep Time 2/17/2013
101. The Eretheral Astral Light 2/17/2013
102. I Care 2/17/2013
103. More 2/23/2013
104. My Flock 2/23/2013
105. Within The Tears 2/23/2013
106. Wounder Why 2/23/2013
107. Small Thoughts 2/23/2013
108. A Fool To Long 2/23/2013
109. Deep Dark Blues 3/2/2013
110. That Bag Bone 3/2/2013
111. Ten Minuets 3/2/2013
112. My Ghost Of Aberdeen 3/2/2013
113. Over Worked 3/2/2013
114. Silence Can You Hear It 3/2/2013
115. Ashes Only Left To Be Found 3/4/2013
116. Mtv Generation 3/5/2013
117. To A New Year 1/2/2013
118. Miserable Man 1/2/2013
119. Little One At My Place 1/2/2013
120. Frost On The Wind Shield 1/2/2013

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A Robins Call

As the Robins cherps in the early morning light,
the female comes into nets to relieved her mate,
the male goes of to find some food to eat,
as then the the female begins to tweet,
"the egg is cold you lazy baster,
I should peck your dairy after,
I will have to sit here way to long,
as your lazy ass is gone,
she chirps I need to eat,
and repeats I need to eat, "
The male comes back into the nest,
a chance for him to rest,
to keep all the eggs warm,
he sounds out a alarm,
"I see Cat, I see Cat,
may it get go away, ...

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Candles Of Delight

When silowets dance in the night,
to classical music from a distant light,
robes undune just right infront of window paines,
soft skin kissed by flickering candles
now blow out,
just as two hands clasped,
then leave that theater to delight,
into another place, another room.

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