Monthly Archives: May 2023

IN THE MORNING .. .

IN THE MORNING .. . REVISITING A HUMOUROUS POEM I FOUND ~ THAT I WROTE IN 1986  .. .                               IN THE MORNING .. . . … Continue reading

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NOISY OCEAN .. .

noisy ocean .. . .. as January passes   and February starts scent of dopamine roses   sounds beneath the sea a madrigal of excellence   the tanker passing by windfarm helicopters   hear no ocean clicks insurmountable beasts   … Continue reading

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HOWL LOUDER .. .

howl louder .. . hands that are tied hold faces    traces of love shed from caverns sinews wrenched, borrowed shoes    pale and bruised, whitest lilly petals teasel spikes, black hole shapes    silhouetted on barbed wire brambles the … Continue reading

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AUGUST .. .

august .. . Breezette by glass of august moon just a few more puffs upon your marijuana cigarette before I die lend a moment basking in the sun for those inclement of fun counter-weight my loss of intelligence with excitement, … Continue reading

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BECAUSE PICASSO COULD DRAW .. .

because Picasso could draw .. .  ..                                                       the battle scene lay behind us  the … Continue reading

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edenbray edits .. .

A BRAND NEW PUBLICATION: edenbray edits (1966 ~ 2023) The journey of a poet recorded over nearly 60 years. If you remember Frank Zappa or lament what we may have lost but believe there is a brighter future you will … Continue reading

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GUERNICA .. .

Guernica after Picasso Guernica grey blood shivers runs through my veins where are the brothers of your tortured canvas wiped with a paint-rag to your Spanish bull like an ass wipe of Richthofen’s bombers greeted only by mothers, lovers their … Continue reading

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