FACING UP .. .

Facing Up

(YOU BROKE MY HEART)

wiv me Dad at Bognor Butlins

I CAN’T SAY ‘You broke my heart’

It hurts me too much

I never knew you, we never spoke

I never knew you that much ..

..

The world it’s turning slowly

Each and every damn day

When we are children everything is rosy

Things you love moving away

..

I stepped on the pavement

Walked on the long, wet, grass

Buried my seed in earth’s umber vase

It’s been so hard to face up

..

And if you had a moment

I’d whisper in your ear, I always loved you

I always said a prayer

I never changed a moment

..

In my heart, I hold such a memory

I have tales I can tell

Pass me that whiskey

Then I’ll whisper it well

..

People don’t understand

When your shot to the hind

You run with a falter

And it prays on your mind

..

Now I must love my children

For my heart it might burst

For it’s not about the money

Not the chapter, nor the verse

..

So sing me your sad songs

Lady divine, & sing for your supper

Sweet lady of mine

For my love it is broken

.. .. and it bleeds from the vine ….

..

writtenbyedenbray12.11.2017

..

in memory of my sweet mother – Roma Joan and the love of my life

About edenbray

I am a writer ... a beat poet who began writing poetry way back in 1966 ... 'edenbray is born ugly, wet, covered in blood, mucous & bodily functions, the effluence of my short life' ... I recently published my 1st solo Anthology - the best of 60 years writing - previously I ran my own Art Supplies Store for 40 yrs before I became a full-time writer I am a Blogger who has posted 1,000 poems - available in 24 themed booklets ... please ask for details + leave a 'like' or a comment for my encouragement, thank you so much for listening - I truly value your opinion on my work ~ in fact I literally survive on your creative input ~ edenbray
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