Reflections of a Poet's Mind

By Edward Wilson

A poetry book meant to inspire readers. The poems sprang from the authors mind and heart.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
• Release date: Jan 16, 2014
• ISBN: 9781491888971

Edward Wilson

Edward Wilson is a quiet man that loves God and seeks peace. He will first of all give thanks to God for giving him the gift of writing poetry to share with other. Also Edward Wilson would like to thank you for buying this book. Edward Wilson would also like to thank those fantastic guys at Dub Visuals for the front cover of this book. Edward Wilson would also like to thank his dear friend William Allen who, in his mind, is a genius for taking the time to talk to him about his poetry and to let Edward be himself. Edward Wilson looks forward to hearing from you with your comments on this book. He will try to reply to every e-mail that he receives at [e-mail]. If you like the front cover, e-mail William Allan at [e-mail].

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Contents

A life was taken, but you do not care.

A man-o-pause is a pause from a man,

All day long you are in my heart,

Am I going to be a father? I truly hope so.

Am I really dreaming or am I awake,

Are the clouds affected by the emotions of man,

Are you being paid for what you are worth?

As the clouds gather and the sun shines through,

11:15 in the morning the sun sets and my world turns grey.

Clouds in the morning are clouds of great joy,

Clouds of white cover the night blue sky,

Cockroaches in suits and snakes in shirts and ties,

Come to me and hold my hand.

Creating the mood for what I must do.

Dancing on your wedding day and everything you do.

Did you notice that I had a frown,

Do you know or do you feel

Do you think that I love you only for money?

Does the day follow the night or the night follow the day?

Dream of a place that is true to the touch.

Dreams of you are what I cling to

Early in the morning as I think of you

Either early in the morning or late at night,

Feelings and fantasies that I have for you

Fireworks flying lighting up the night

Give me the morning and give me the night;

How can I tell you that you are all I dream of;

Howling wind and sweeping rain;

Human parasites aiming to take your soul

I am here at work but I am thinking about you.

I am sorry to hurt you or to make you cry

I call your name each morning from my heart

I can feel it in the morning, I feel it in the air.

I close my eyes and see you with child,

I close my eyes in the heat of the sun,

I close my eyes to sleep at night;

I feel like I am so light, I can fly

I feel my life is wasting away.

I feel that you hide behind a locked door;

I feel that you love me but I am not sure;

I feel your heart beating a million miles away;

I kiss you in the morning and then I turn away.

I know that you love me I see it in your eyes

I lay beside you and listen to you sleep;

I live with you in world of dreams;

I look at the grave and sometimes think about this.

I look into the morning wondering where you are;

I look into the rising sun and I see your eyes;

I look out of the window and I see the wind,

I look over the morning sky to see the rising sun;

I love you forever and we never will part;

I love you my darling for the rest of my life;

I need to hold you near me everyday

I phoned you today to see what you would say

I saw an angel whilst walking in a shop

I saw you in a dream and now in reality

I see the look of love in your eyes;

I see the wind talking to the trees;

I sit at home and hear the wind blow;

I sit by your graveside listening to what you say;

I sit in the car watching the sun set;

I sometimes let my dreams carry me away;

I spend my life looking for a dream come true,

I used to think that I had my feet on the ground

When I wake up in the morning, to God I pray

I watch the shadows move in the night,

I watch the sunset deep in your eyes

I watch you in the kitchen as you cook;

I watched the wind move through the trees;

If I die whilst I am dreaming of you;

In a place where darkness lives

In my dreams in the middle of the night,

In my dreams you were there;

In my heart and in my head you are my queen,

In small packages, there can be a big surprise

In the dark of the night where shadows walk

In this world, so cold and dark, I will cling to you;

It is 1.30 in the morning and I still cannot sleep,

It is a cold February day and we are at sea,

It is raining hard and there is a hole in my shoe;

It is the time for my love to grow;

It rained all night and it kept me awake;

It seemed I was lost and a long way from home,

Jesus Christ came to earth as a baby boy;

Just in time, the telephone rings,

Lady, I love you more with each new day;

Last night I had a dream about you

Light up the night with the stars and the moon;

Lights in the morning that cause a shadow to form,

Lights in the sky in the early morning;

Living in the shadows by the pale moonlight,

Look into the morning and see the sunrise

Look to the blue sky in the middle of the night

Looking for the answer that escapes me

Looking into the mirror, is that image true?

Looking into the night sky, looking for clouds,

Looking out the window as the world goes by,

Looking out the window towards the moon,

Looking out the windows and towards the wall;

Looking over the rooftops towards the setting sun

Looking past the night into the next day,

Love is the answer to what we seek,

Love will find a way to your heart,

Monday morning feels good to me

My love for you grows like a tree;

Out of the window looking at a tree

Please be pregnant and be my wife;

Raindrops falling slowly to the ground,

Raindrops fall from Heaven, on you and me,

Right now, I am so angry with you,

Rodents that wear clothes like a human being,

Shadows in the morning, as the wind moves through the trees;

Sitting by the fireside together, your hand in mine;

Sitting here in the morning watching the world go by,

Sitting here, looking into the night

Snow clouds sweep across a night blue sky;

So many people do not know how to give;

Stars in the sky in the middle of the day:

Tell me, can you feel it coming in the air?

Tell me, do you feel it coming in the air?

Tell me in the morning if you truly love me;

The moon comes up as the sun goes down,

The chill of winter fills the air,

The chill of winter is all around,

The closer that you get to my heart,

The clouds form a blanket covering the sky;

The clouds in the sky change to reflect my mood;

The day is over and the night is on its way;

The day started out cold but now it is warm;

The distance between your heart and mine is a heartbeat

The dogs are out and to keep them at bay

The earth is silent as the darkness falls;

The feeling of hate that is thick in the air;

The hours seem to fly pass on your longest night;

The lights from the fire burns brightly

The lights in the night sky shine so bright:

The moment I saw you open the door,

The morning after the night before;

The night is cold and full of emptiness

The pain in my head and in my heart

The rain is falling and I am awake;

The rain is falling hard as the wind blows;

The sun rises for the start of another day

The river of life is in a field of gold;

The sky is turning red as the sun starts to set,

The sun is rising at the start of the day,

The way you live is like a money parasite;

The willow weeps because winter is here

The wind blows hard in the morning and fools are everywhere,

The wind blows the clouds away

There is a chill and the trees are laid bare,

There is a place that is far