THE EAST FEN PLAINS WHERE WANDERS MY LONELY HEART .. .

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

the east-fen planes where wanders my lonely heart

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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

                                              20×3+10=70edenbraytoday24.08.1951

About edenbray

I'm a writer ... I write .. . 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 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 - join the shebang by leaving me a marker with a 'like' or a comment for my ego and encouragement and thanks for listening - I really value your interest ~ edenbray
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