MODERN WORKS – 2 – HE DID NOT KNOW HE HAD A BEAUTIFUL MIND TILL THE CROWS HAD GATHERED ROUND HIM .. .

A NEW PUBLICATION:

MODERN WORKS 2020 ~ 2 – POEM 1

To celebrate the launch of my NEW booklet containing 16 diverse poems and essays entitled : MODERN WORKS 2020 – I am happy to offer a signed, printed hard-copy and FREE worldwide delivery. All but one of these 16 pieces are BRAND NEW WORKS completed during 2020.

This latest collection of written verse – MODERN WORKS 2020 – comes in the usual edenbray-pamphlet A5 format and is printed professionally and beautifully in a 36 page booklet style publication with a cream-stock card cover that I have self-published to my own specifications.

I am able to offer my 2020 Annual of Verse at an opening price of just £7.00 inc. post and packing for shipping to literally anywhere in the world. So please use the PAYPAL Link below to make your purchase or you can contact us by leaving a message in the comments box at the foot of this page or please email me directly at:-stepheneede689@btinternet.com – I would sincerely appreciate hearing from you and we will make sure you get a copy of my new book/pamphlet and also keep you up to date with any developments regarding my work.  – (please indicate if you would rather NOT receive emails concerning my work when you order)

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Many thanks ~ edenbray

Finally, to Celebrate the launch of my NEW BOOK I am posting all 16 poems over 16 consecutive days RIGHT HERE on my edenbray-BLOG-SITE B  – TODAY A CATCH-UP  – the Poem – HE DID NOT KNOW HE HAD A BEAUTIFUL MIND TILL THE CROWS HAD GATHERED ROUND HIM  : ~ 

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MODERN WORKS 2020

by edenbray

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HE DID NOT KNOWN HE HAD A BEAUTIFUL MIND TILL THE CROWS HAD GATHERED ROUND HIM .. .

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He did not know he had a beautiful mind

   until the crows began to gather round

Did not feel the wind of change or hear the rain begin to pour

   did not hear the men of pain were knocking at his door

His friends departing left him not a soured note

   or helped him fill the emptied moat

The walls were falling, angels calling, he had given up his all

   maybe not in coloured notes, or silver coin

His heart still wretched beneath the throne

   of light and glory, there the masters tragic story

And all his dreams of blood and gory pain,

   a tattooed stain and he the  never free of fear 

He felt the dark night drawing near

   the sound of tears, a kind of ringing in his ears

Behemoth had arrived and he no cavalcade to greet him

   or any hope that he might beat him, into the bloodied earth

His sword now vacant from his belted girth

   just words of love upon his tongue lolling

O’ Behemoth deny your torture, return my mirth

   my joy of life, my heart of faith with which I may

Destroy this wraith, then fall upon my gourd, recite

   my Lamentations midst protestations to thy nations

Blesséd Michael hath now arrived, 

   he who witnessed the Saviours Cup

He of whom a finer mind as strong as lions

   is leader of the Angel kind, blind to human greed

   and all the passions upon which fall mans seed

   are born to thee, sweet breath of praise

Once more this virtue is a golden vase 

   by which we find new ways to order all our days

He had not known these thoughts so kind

   came from out his own sweet mind

Till behind the summer clouds he saw 

   not raven, nor the purple-headed jack-a-daw

Not wrook, nor bird of prey sweeping low

   in gatherings of night, a crowd of hooded crow

                                                                             

                                                                                        edenbraytoday 25.10.2020

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 had many poems selected for Anthologies of verse and recently have published many of my poems in 24 themed booklets ... please ask for details and join the shebang by leaving me a marker with a 'like' or comment for my ego and encouragement :- thank you so much for listening ~ edenbray
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