the east fen plains where wanders my lonely heart .. .

the east-fen planes where wanders my lonely heart

…   …   …

The exhalation of a longish dream where I am happy
where greylag geese arrive each day honking
where each night the sun settles on the East Kirby hills
and there is always the sound of working tractors ploughing
the east fen plains where wanders my lonely heart
I scribble words in a blank notebook with a blunted pencil


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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