Lightnin’ Strike .. .
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decorating, above the cupboards on my wall I find my inspiration – paint streak – lightnin’ speak
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Braver, we are not
when words flash, draw our hurt
I need to be alone
I was never ever reasonable
not on a Tuesday
or any day with a why in it
I reach for my bottle of amber glory
wish that I still smoked
Turn to my sounds with no words
watch those black birds out on the wire
wait for this thunder to be over.
..
© edenbraytoday22.01.2020
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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
edenbray ☢︎ - a BEAT POET 
I must appreciate the way you delinate your thoughts. You are amazing.
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Thank you and have a great day.😊
Thank you for commenting really appreciate your input!!!
Thank you so much!