endless the march in time .. .



. .. the endless march in time
          and the beat of your heart
I see the wolves teeth bared
        and hear the threatening thunder
the purple dome of mountains
        in the mid-distance where friends are
where the future folds the past
        some luscious yeasted dough
ovens warmed for roasting are not hell
        lanes that run and run in reverie
I meet my old girlfriends we hug
        the plaintiff moon hung in the evening sky
and of course my mother a little greyer
        a field of equidae of four hoofs and a tail
by the fields cadmium of yellow
        where fly the martin, swift and swallow
I brush your hair and tie it with a black ribbon
        old men fish but I a painter draw
you are naked on the heath
        your breasts hang perfectly always as they did
a working tractor is all I hear
      its engine warm and throaty
I dress you in your woolen coat
      our evening fires are lit by sunset
the streaming clouds are narrow
      the sun, a coddling egg lies in a hollow
my trees are coming into leaf with blossom
      I do not fear tomorrow .. .


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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