Morning breaks into afternoon
As shafts and slithers of sunlight
Hit the pale cream telephone
As I walk into the room toward it
Apprehensively picking it up
I dial the number
Slowly to be sure its right
Will he be in I ponder?
Seven times lucky?
I just wonder…
Nine rings… and an answer
He’s in!
(Thank God)
(At last)
Sitting comfortably
In a position of ease
I look through the curtains
Onto the street below
Quiet at times
Busy at others
While we speak
Exchanging conversation creates
Dulcet tones and mellow vibes
As I picture him
In a room of beige
A black phone in one hand
The other resting upon a knee or a bed
Quiet, listening, imagining
Elevating the senses
Finding out about the other
Inquiring responses
Calculated questions
Cautious answers in reply.
Time passes
The morning faded
Husky tints to amber glows
Things are revealed
While other things are left unsaid
That’s all part of communicating
What do you want to know? He asks
Everything, I suppose, I thought, saying nothing
Tell me about yourself
What would you like to know?
I laugh and reply and he joins in
His laughter is crisp and mellow
Like crunching wet iceberg lettuce
And sipping chill sweet white wine
The line goes quiet.
As I sit, I wonder
What does he really think?
What thoughts run through his mind?
What questions does he ready himself to pose?
I feel myself as a box within a box
Within many other boxes
He’s pried open the hardest one already
It’s a start
Darkest black with hints of grey
Gives way to reveal
White with a tint of blue
There are many more colours
But there are also many more boxes
Each as complex as the maze that is my personality
Traps and dead ends
Subjects posed and subjects conquered
Some are left undefeated
While others lay still deep and untended
An interruption…
Pauses… waiting
Change of direction, dimension
A river of thought
Fast, vast, immense
I wonder what he thought then
I wonder what he thinks now
I am so very curious as to
What cogs, gears and wheels
Time to turn to tune his mind
Analysis today
Conclusion later
Revelations left for the future
For me, for him
For both of us
We converse he opens up
Like the flower to the sun
To all. To one. To me.
With the promise of more
This is where it ends
For now.
Another time...
Another place...
Another call...
Click. Beeeeeep...
© 1997 Written by Angela Edgar All Rights Reserved.
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Wednesday, 19 August 2009
"STAR IN THE MAKING"
Beauty & elegance enraptures
Warm & delicate sounds captivate
As she opens her mouth
Such sweet melodies pour forth
Emotional riddles of
Heartache and triumphs.
Soul deep, heart-felt
No la-dee-da but La-aa-dee
Things that stay in mind
Echoes of a dream
Waking to write music
That was meant to be.
Watch for her
Wait for her
Listen to her… Obenewa.
You will be touched
I dare you not to be
For she is ….
A Star in the making.
© 22nd Dec 2006 Written by Angela Edgar All Rights Reserved.
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Warm & delicate sounds captivate
As she opens her mouth
Such sweet melodies pour forth
Emotional riddles of
Heartache and triumphs.
Soul deep, heart-felt
No la-dee-da but La-aa-dee
Things that stay in mind
Echoes of a dream
Waking to write music
That was meant to be.
Watch for her
Wait for her
Listen to her… Obenewa.
You will be touched
I dare you not to be
For she is ….
A Star in the making.
© 22nd Dec 2006 Written by Angela Edgar All Rights Reserved.
www.angee.co.uk Unauthorised Reproduction Prohibited
Visit Obenewa:
http://obenewa.blogspot.com www.myspace.com/Obenewa1
"WORK IN PROGRESS"
A work in progress
That is what we are
We’re not complete yet
But we’re on the journey to
We err and make mistakes
But we’ll learn from them
We grow from them
We mature with them
But to be forgiving
We need to admit and acknowledge
Learn from our experiences
So we don’t do so again
But per chance we do, we forgive ourselves.
I’m a work in progress
I may wake up one morning
Cursing all for my pain
But that’s ok
I can admit my faults and say
I’m a work in progress
Tomorrow will be better than today.
©26th March 2007 – 12.13am Written by Angela Edgar
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That is what we are
We’re not complete yet
But we’re on the journey to
We err and make mistakes
But we’ll learn from them
We grow from them
We mature with them
But to be forgiving
We need to admit and acknowledge
Learn from our experiences
So we don’t do so again
But per chance we do, we forgive ourselves.
I’m a work in progress
I may wake up one morning
Cursing all for my pain
But that’s ok
I can admit my faults and say
I’m a work in progress
Tomorrow will be better than today.
©26th March 2007 – 12.13am Written by Angela Edgar
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"WELL I..."
Well I… said that
I don’t love you anymore
When I… said that
You burst out in to tears
Where I… said that
You dropped to your knees crushed
Why I… said that
I’d just had enough of your stuff
How I… said that
I drew on courage I never knew was there
Who I… date next
Is no longer your business.
© 8th February 2007 Written by Angela Edgar
www.angee.co.uk All Rights Reserved.
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I don’t love you anymore
When I… said that
You burst out in to tears
Where I… said that
You dropped to your knees crushed
Why I… said that
I’d just had enough of your stuff
How I… said that
I drew on courage I never knew was there
Who I… date next
Is no longer your business.
© 8th February 2007 Written by Angela Edgar
www.angee.co.uk All Rights Reserved.
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"WITHOUT YOU"
I awoke missing you
Missing feeling your sleeping breath on my face
Missing the warmth pf you next to me
Feeling the emptiness of the space
You left in my bed
You leave behind in my heart
When ever we are apart.
I awoke missing you
Missing the tingly after-effects of your lips on mine
When you’ve kissed me Good Morning
And told me you love me.
I awoke missing you
Missing the heat we generate
As we lay curled up together
Fast asleep in that after-sex glow
Sharing a true love
That only those in the know… know.
I awoke missing you
It was Christmas morn
And I wished you were here
Sharing a special moment with me
That all lovers should share
A quiet calm, a contented sense of peace
Knowing deep down that we two lovers
Were long destined to meet.
I awoke this morn without you
And aching inside for you
I am somewhat forlorn
Knowing that you’re missing me
Just as much as I miss you
Knowing that all things come together
Exactly as they are meant to.
I awoke without you
But it won’t be for too long
I’ll no longer have to sing in dreams
My silent siren’s song.
I awoke without you
You were far far away
However long it takes
Soon, we will wake up together again some day.
© 28th December 2007 Written by Angela Edgar
www.angee.co.uk All Rights Reserved.
Unauthorised reproduction prohibited
Missing feeling your sleeping breath on my face
Missing the warmth pf you next to me
Feeling the emptiness of the space
You left in my bed
You leave behind in my heart
When ever we are apart.
I awoke missing you
Missing the tingly after-effects of your lips on mine
When you’ve kissed me Good Morning
And told me you love me.
I awoke missing you
Missing the heat we generate
As we lay curled up together
Fast asleep in that after-sex glow
Sharing a true love
That only those in the know… know.
I awoke missing you
It was Christmas morn
And I wished you were here
Sharing a special moment with me
That all lovers should share
A quiet calm, a contented sense of peace
Knowing deep down that we two lovers
Were long destined to meet.
I awoke this morn without you
And aching inside for you
I am somewhat forlorn
Knowing that you’re missing me
Just as much as I miss you
Knowing that all things come together
Exactly as they are meant to.
I awoke without you
But it won’t be for too long
I’ll no longer have to sing in dreams
My silent siren’s song.
I awoke without you
You were far far away
However long it takes
Soon, we will wake up together again some day.
© 28th December 2007 Written by Angela Edgar
www.angee.co.uk All Rights Reserved.
Unauthorised reproduction prohibited
"WHY I WRITE"
I write when my heart tells me to,
I write to share my feelings and thoughts,
I write because God wants me to,
I write so a lesson may be learnt or taught.
I'm a pot on a stove, simmering gently,
My emotions, feelings and dreams given a stir
I’m a wonderful meal being made in a processor
When complete, go on give me a whiz, and watch me whirr.
I am inspired by everything including you, a stranger
A work in progress, I want to be an inspiration for all
If at least one thing I write touches you deeply, then my job is done
Who knows maybe it could be that one poem, which halts your own free-fall.
I'm here for my calling, a purpose,
A fulfilling, passionate one I see
I don't want to live my life like a blur, I want to experience, savour it slowly
Sharing with you what it’s like to be me and to at last be free.
I want to express and be comforted,
To read, learn and share what I know,
To find out whom I was then, who I am now,
Come with me and together we’ll experience this journey, as I grow.
Us writers and poets we have our talents
I wouldn’t claim to be the better or best
We all have our uniqueness that attracts readers, they alone are our judge
But it doesn’t give us license to say we’re better than the rest.
I’m a humble, creative and curious being
On a mission to make my goal of my book ‘INSPIRED’ real
I’ll work hard, do what it takes to ensure I get there
But would never lower myself to plagiarise or steal.
I’m not stuck writing in one genre
I’ll tackle all poetry types and themes
I hope when I achieve this I’ll inspire you
To go out and make real your own dreams.
I guess that's what happens when I put pen to paper,
I catch a vibe and I ride the power of the word
I have a beautiful soul and inner voice,
One I, and perhaps some of you now think shouldn't go unheard.
© 19th September 2007 – 11:30am Written by Angela Edgar.
WWW.ANGEE.CO.UK All Rights Reserved.
Unauthorised Reproduction Prohibited.
I write to share my feelings and thoughts,
I write because God wants me to,
I write so a lesson may be learnt or taught.
I'm a pot on a stove, simmering gently,
My emotions, feelings and dreams given a stir
I’m a wonderful meal being made in a processor
When complete, go on give me a whiz, and watch me whirr.
I am inspired by everything including you, a stranger
A work in progress, I want to be an inspiration for all
If at least one thing I write touches you deeply, then my job is done
Who knows maybe it could be that one poem, which halts your own free-fall.
I'm here for my calling, a purpose,
A fulfilling, passionate one I see
I don't want to live my life like a blur, I want to experience, savour it slowly
Sharing with you what it’s like to be me and to at last be free.
I want to express and be comforted,
To read, learn and share what I know,
To find out whom I was then, who I am now,
Come with me and together we’ll experience this journey, as I grow.
Us writers and poets we have our talents
I wouldn’t claim to be the better or best
We all have our uniqueness that attracts readers, they alone are our judge
But it doesn’t give us license to say we’re better than the rest.
I’m a humble, creative and curious being
On a mission to make my goal of my book ‘INSPIRED’ real
I’ll work hard, do what it takes to ensure I get there
But would never lower myself to plagiarise or steal.
I’m not stuck writing in one genre
I’ll tackle all poetry types and themes
I hope when I achieve this I’ll inspire you
To go out and make real your own dreams.
I guess that's what happens when I put pen to paper,
I catch a vibe and I ride the power of the word
I have a beautiful soul and inner voice,
One I, and perhaps some of you now think shouldn't go unheard.
© 19th September 2007 – 11:30am Written by Angela Edgar.
WWW.ANGEE.CO.UK All Rights Reserved.
Unauthorised Reproduction Prohibited.
"GO WITH GOD"
Go with God little Angel
You were taken too soon
Fly straight
Into the arms of the Lord
Where he awaits
Where you’ll be safe
From harm
Go with God little Angel
You were here but for a moment
Touching hearts
Marking souls
With your precious tender touch
Tiny baby fingers
Wispy hairs on your head
Chubby cheeks and shiny eyes
Led me to fall in love…
Instantly.
You are my child
You were taken too soon
You’ll never be replaced
But you’ll never be forgotten.
Go with God
Grow with God
The Lord’s playground awaits
Roundabouts and swings
See-saws and skipping ropes
Fed by winged nanny Angels
Who’ll put you to bed
And rock you to doze
But you’ll hear my voice singing
A sleepytime lullaby
Til your eyes close.
Go with God my Little Angel
We were parted my sweetheart
Mummy loves you always
And we will meet again soon.
© 11th February 2007 Written by Angela Edgar
All Rights Reserved www.angee.co.uk
Unauthorised reproduction prohibited
You were taken too soon
Fly straight
Into the arms of the Lord
Where he awaits
Where you’ll be safe
From harm
Go with God little Angel
You were here but for a moment
Touching hearts
Marking souls
With your precious tender touch
Tiny baby fingers
Wispy hairs on your head
Chubby cheeks and shiny eyes
Led me to fall in love…
Instantly.
You are my child
You were taken too soon
You’ll never be replaced
But you’ll never be forgotten.
Go with God
Grow with God
The Lord’s playground awaits
Roundabouts and swings
See-saws and skipping ropes
Fed by winged nanny Angels
Who’ll put you to bed
And rock you to doze
But you’ll hear my voice singing
A sleepytime lullaby
Til your eyes close.
Go with God my Little Angel
We were parted my sweetheart
Mummy loves you always
And we will meet again soon.
© 11th February 2007 Written by Angela Edgar
All Rights Reserved www.angee.co.uk
Unauthorised reproduction prohibited
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