OUR WORLD SO SICK!
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I took a walk today down where the buzzards play
Drifting in and out of the fuzzy clouds golden grey
And the truth they say is all around you,
thinking about it blinds you
Theres always someone to tell you what you ought to know
…
Shadowed bundles of grass stacked up in a corner of a field
The sun in my eyes consistently strong is orange, out of range
Not everything in our world is sick and sad, dying and strange
Field grasses laid out in rows are green and the river is brown
…
On the day I decided to write it all down
the disharmony
In a paper book with an elastic band and a few damp pages
I’ve taken to crying a lot lately but it could just be the jar
Or the curtains that wont hang together when its dark
…
It was an old, mottled, reddish-brown pen, with a golden clip
Like my grandfather would have carried in his inside pocket
Filled from a bottle of blue-black with a rubber topped stopper
The short, tainted lever was hard to pull, stuck fast in its casing
…
I’m fond of old people they carry our history in a khaki back-pack
Living out their salad days, they tell us stories in different ways
Our world so sick and sad right now is not dying,
Sick like a sailors parrot
There were two buzzards circling above the path where I walked today
…
I finally got to write it down on the plain, wetted paper
The sun had gone in and the ink ran in the warp and the woof
By this time things like that didn’t seem so important anymore
Not as important as old people dying, not important like that
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writtenbyedenbray07.05.2020
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sick like a sailors parrot
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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
OUR WORLD SO SICK!
OUR WORLD SO SICK!
… … …
… … …
I took a walk today down where the buzzards play
Drifting in and out of the fuzzy clouds golden grey
And the truth they say is all around you,
thinking about it blinds you
Theres always someone to tell you what you ought to know
…
Shadowed bundles of grass stacked up in a corner of a field
The sun in my eyes consistently strong is orange, out of range
Not everything in our world is sick and sad, dying and strange
Field grasses laid out in rows are green and the river is brown
…
On the day I decided to write it all down
the disharmony
In a paper book with an elastic band and a few damp pages
I’ve taken to crying a lot lately but it could just be the jar
Or the curtains that wont hang together when its dark
…
It was an old, mottled, reddish-brown pen, with a golden clip
Like my grandfather would have carried in his inside pocket
Filled from a bottle of blue-black with a rubber topped stopper
The short, tainted lever was hard to pull, stuck fast in its casing
…
I’m fond of old people they carry our history in a khaki back-pack
Living out their salad days, they tell us stories in different ways
Our world so sick and sad right now is not dying,
Sick like a sailors parrot
There were two buzzards circling above the path where I walked today
…
I finally got to write it down on the plain, wetted paper
The sun had gone in and the ink ran in the warp and the woof
By this time things like that didn’t seem so important anymore
Not as important as old people dying, not important like that
.
writtenbyedenbray07.05.2020
.
…
sick like a sailors parrot
.
.
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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