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a pome

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love, sweet and sensitive,

softer,

subtler,

fresher,

freer,

Not pall, not mixed,

not arranged,

manipulated,

fixed.

Love needed, love desired,

Love given, love admired,

Love wanted, love received,

Full of energy, never tired,

This friend, this power, this endless aid,

This companion to the end.

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writtenbyEdenbray27.05.1990

revised~08.06.1990

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I used to write a lot of poetry.

I’m not sure when I stopped writing poetry but it feels like it was 9/11 or some other sad experience that silenced the voice within me that had commentated on my life’s experiences since I was about 15 years of age and around 1966. I hope that this blog will become as important as the numerous notebooks and pads I have previously inscribed stuff in and used to write in.

Eden Bray is born ugly, ill formed, wet and covered in blood, mucous and bodily functions. This effluence is the experience of my short life and all I have as reference. Eden Bray will not apologise for this but may in time win your heart and soul. Entrance you, entertain you, amuse you, admonish you, shock you or make you cry. Please god he will not be a gigantic bore and send you off to sleep but then even this may have merit.

Ciou – eb 27.05.1990

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#PROG-PROSE ~ Progressive Poetry part of an #Edenbray retrospective – Re-posted today for a new generation! 

.. https://edenbray.wordpress.com/2010/12/12/not-arranged/