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


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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