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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

GUILT O’GUILTY – HERE TAKE MY HANDS, MY TEETH, MY VOICE! …

Posted on April 3, 2021 by edenbray

Guilt O’ guilty ~ here take my hands, my teeth, my voice! …   In Memory of Jesse Washington (1897 – 1916) I am crawling on my kneesrolling in the dust and the cinder ashesof this tragedy, coals to my … Continue reading →

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O’ CAROL .. .

Posted on March 16, 2021 by edenbray

O’ CAROL I AM BUT A FOOL (the 1st kiss) .. Her name was Carol, of curly hair, a most happy disposition I am sure I had kissed other girls, even before the age of seven Gill who had a … Continue reading →

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A SKETCH OF HOMEY COTTAGE .. .

Posted on March 8, 2021 by edenbray

SKETCH OF HOMEY COTTAGE .. .   .. .. A white stripe daubed across, broken up from left eye to right there is the cottage . The subject, a lemon cheesecakewith a loganberry three-corner hat . Like a coulé sauce … Continue reading →

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CATFISH LEAPING .. .

Posted on March 3, 2021 by edenbray

    Catfish Leaping .. .   I was standing on the hillbilly side watching and wonderingHow’d they get them black boys up, the sun was setting?I wonder what they did or why they hanging so grotesqueThem trees, a black … Continue reading →

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THIS BRITAIN .. .

Posted on March 1, 2021 by edenbray

THIS BRITAIN .. . . I woke one day in that awful season pulling wallpaper from the drabbest wall I heard the cuckoo in my head, that sound I had come to dread and larks ascending Descending, on an unmade … Continue reading →

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JENNY IN HIGH HEELS .. .

Posted on February 26, 2021 by edenbray

.   .   . JENNY IN HIGH HEELS .   .   . She trips by me a hazel gem finity of beauty among good things that dwell, softly, gently Dark pupil, brown eye a fawn pebble tiny in … Continue reading →

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EPIPHANY with CARL JUNG and A MERE RABBIT!

Posted on February 22, 2021 by edenbray

Epiphany with Carl Jung and a mere Rabbit …  …   … I sat beside that old and weary cherry tree Gnarled and leaning like a drunken man Put my sorry life into some sort of perspective There is no … Continue reading →

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4 and 20 – WERE YOU ALONE?

Posted on February 20, 2021 by edenbray

4 and 20 – Were You Alone? 4 and 20 – WERE YOU ALONE? 4 and 20 – were you alone?did you moan? when they beat you with sticksdid it make you feel sick? Did their dirty white facesgreedy and … Continue reading →

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AFTERNOON NIP WITH THE BOSS .. .

Posted on February 20, 2021 by edenbray

Afternoon Nip With The Boss I sat down with Hemmingway bottle of pop bottle of scotch American rye I wrote a balad, he tore it up handed me French wine in an enamel cup War leaves limbs hanging that’s a … Continue reading →

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I WANNA BE LOVED – Guest Poem

Posted on February 14, 2021 by edenbray

I Wanna Be Loved HEYMAN GREEN – 1950 GUEST POEM (Lyrics) . I wanna be loved with inspirationI wanna be loved starting tonightInstead of merely holding conversationHold me tightI wanna be kissed until i tingleI wanna be kissed starting tonightEmbrace … Continue reading →

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