The blade that cuts the earth, turns bloody sod round by David’s place where lives a hare
and a pair of roe dear chasing showed up, white tailed in the evening light
The blue tractor done its rounds, left huge, wetted clods, gulls and a ghost flying nightly
it is a friendly sight as the dew begins to settle on the ghost, two dogs prone to baying
Farmer Stanley owns the tractor, attends to the steep bank himself where I find things
broken stones, hawk feathers, after a fox one time a cygnets bones and myself
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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
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