EDENBRAY ~ RETROSPECTIVE – 30

RED PEACE ~ PINK HEAVEN

Originally written July 15th 1990 and posted ~ February 24th 2012 – Re-posted ~ December 29th 2019 as part of an Edenbray retrospective

Red Peace ~ Pink Heaven

pink volcano

… …

ɣ   …   ɣ   …   ɣ

… …

Fuzzed red circles of light

A metaphor of blind rage

A melting pot seething

A cauldron, volatile and ugly

A latent volcano of emotion

emptying from within

… ɣ …

The fuse is lit, burning brightly

The bomb is set

Feelings pressed hard tightly

You never knew these thoughts

You never needed the purge

The abstinence of envy

May hide the seeds of rage

Jealousy!

… ɣ …

Your perfect form and delivery

Your calm, untroubled exterior

You’ve never raged within

~ Christian!

..

I once spoke these words

A symbol then of form and hypocrisy

… ɣ …

We all hate ‘the christian’

We all slate his integrity

His shapeless, righteous deeds

Vacuum light and need

We all slate ‘the christian’

We all laugh the creed

The holy grail, the pilgrim trail

We hyenas, we natural dreamers

We laughing, cackling, hateful schemers

.. and who are the we?

.. and who the christian?

.. who do we own?

.. and who then is the teacher?

… ɣ …

Crazed, marble, statues

Relics from the past

Hewn from the earths ore

We the clay models

Fashioned, formed and modelled

The grey dawn beckons once

The rose-hip skies

The cream-puff clouds

The silhouette trees – dark and blue-green

Against the sparkling morning

… ɣ …

No more ‘the christian’ will need to hide

In beds of white and linen

No more the proof he proffers

Of noble deeds to silence scoffers

He is creation, his ideas New

His beginning amidst the popular view

He has struggled as the limpid pupae

of some terrestrial force

and now born of an umber earth

Of rich, dark colours and subtle hue

not protected, nor frozen

in timeless space

But breathing fresh, the air of life

He may lay indeed exhausted

On his bed of ease and rest contented

… ɣ …

Peace ~ pink heaven!

… …

writtenbyedenbray15.07.1990

abridged&re-posted29.12.2019

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#Authors note – The Lost Poems

It has already been well chronicled that edenbray wrote 5 diverse poems back in 1969 that were accepted for publication in an Anthology celebrating ‘Life in Britain in 1970’.

These poems were however lost before publication and edenbray has since made various attempts over the years to re-write at least three of them or at least attempted to capture the tone and feeling of the original, powerful works. This is one such creation written in an attempt to capture the ‘feeling’ of the original which was entitled – ‘The Christian’ –

Every poetic writer has written one or two pieces they can say were ‘finished’ and as they intended them to be – It is a sadness to me that these 5 Lost Poems contained ‘my one or two’ – as i remember feeling content about them.

This attempt is more of a sideways glance at the subject in question than the full head-on, post-regenerative analysis of it’s predecessor yet it still manages to drop certain lines from the bold, stripped-down original into the cauldron of contradictory opinion that emanates from a fairly controversial choice and somehow it is further enhanced by feelings and social opinion that are current in the world at large today, thirty years on – fifty years on!

I love when I write this way, the imagery, enthusiasm and momentum building into a natural almost organic ejaculation of feeling. A release, I think much like the symbolic, volcanic eruption suggested by the illustration that accompanies this piece.                                                                                                                                                             – edenbray today

(Again ~ Jessica Renea says: Love the imagery and the expressions of frustration. All in a backdrop of natures tempestuous temper; a mix of anger and glory.)

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

About edenbray

I've always enjoyed writing and that is all I want to do... .. . I’m not sure why I ever stopped, was it 9/11? .. . Edenbray is born ugly, wet and covered in blood, mucous and bodily functions. The effluence of my short life .. . I am a Writer and Artist - since 1966 - I'm now an avid Blogger ~ I write lots of poems, written essays, articles, reviews, opinion + comment .. . I have published many of my poems in booklets ... please ask for details or just join the shebang by leaving me a marker with a 'like' or a comment for my ego and my encouragement :- thank you so much for listening ~ edenbray
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