Monthly Archives: March 2024

DEEP SNOW .. .

Posted on March 23, 2024 by edenbray

deep snow .. . .. in those days when the condensation ran down the inside of the window there was a silent chill which permeates the air a sullen atmosphere that held its echo stillness as a blanket the bark … Continue reading →

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ON HEARING THE LAST CUCKOO TO SING .. .

Posted on March 22, 2024 by edenbray

on hearing the last cuckoo to sing .. . . . . . . . in the half light of your incomplete stillness there is a silence i cannot quite discern it distills upon us like a dew of muffled … Continue reading →

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MORRISON ALERT .. .

Posted on March 21, 2024 by edenbray

MORRISON ALERT .. . . . treeism treeism i’ve been watching t.v. sparks there are adverts on the telly voices phrases repeat and like jungle cats they gather . . i have been asleep and on waking hedonism and selfish … Continue reading →

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WOLF’S TAIL

Posted on March 14, 2024 by edenbray

wolf’s tail Make way for the standing wolf who made his mark in better times of government once broad once strong and courteous in his-and-her land the beauteous, the coven in which now we stand to renegade upon the other … Continue reading →

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STOP TRYING TO RADICALISE .. .

Posted on March 4, 2024 by edenbray

stop trying to radicalise .. . .. . fervent           effluent i believe it’s true                         so should you are you listening       … Continue reading →

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DOLORES .. .

Posted on March 4, 2024 by edenbray

Dolores .. . . . . call me back Dolores by the which way we all travel and the clouds black as oil your voice that always made me shiver i listen to the wind whistle through your shot-blasted hair … Continue reading →

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