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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

THE ART MAN #1

Posted on September 19, 2020 by edenbray

THE ART MAN – 1 … THE PICTURE OF JESUS . A look of recognition, the sun streaming making abstract shapes on the new, suspended ceiling, a Miro! She stepped through the door, I harboured a good feeling, a pantechnicon … Continue reading →

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PURITY

Posted on September 17, 2020 by edenbray

PURITY There was a red stain on Jessica’s dress, it grew, an inkblot, a tattoo, a cloud above the East Fen and it travelled slowly above a spread table where the community were gathered Ben Dawlish, whose whiskers fawn and … Continue reading →

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MY POSITION

Posted on September 17, 2020 by edenbray

my position a minimalist study in dialectics and peace control ———————————————————————————— my employer decided not to trade my job description was terminated temporarily my employer wishes for me to work somewhere else under the same contract my contract does not … Continue reading →

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I, A SKINHEAD IN CROYDON TOWN – 1968

Posted on September 13, 2020 by edenbray

I, A SKINHEAD IN CROYDON TOWN – 1968 SUB HEADINGS : when Croydon was Reggae City – the Boss and Scottie … On the London Road, south of Brixton, eight mile north of Coulsdon South Two friends had slipped the … Continue reading →

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ORION SPEAKS

Posted on September 3, 2020 by edenbray

. . ORION SPEAKS . … It would take too much time to tell the tall man all the mighty moments he had stored Aboard the centrifugal, the stargate frugal, the narrowest way known to heaven And he surrounded with … Continue reading →

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NOLI TIMERE ~ DO NOT BE AFRAID

Posted on August 13, 2020 by edenbray

NOLI TIMERE – DO NOT BE AFRAID …   ⚐⚐⚐  … . I came very late to the party By the time I arrived it had started Coleridge was dancing with Langston Emily had a whole group of admirers In … Continue reading →

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OUTTAKES ~ 04 – Guilt never wears a happy face!

Posted on August 10, 2020 by edenbray

OUTTAKES – 04 I’ve been in the attic, I’ve been in the cellar, I raided my notebooks –I’M HAVING A YARD SALE – It’s a Car Boot – THEY’RE UNFINISHED LINES, unfinished poems, POEMS THAT MISSED OUT ON PREVIOUS RETROSPECTIVES, … Continue reading →

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OUTTAKES – 05 ~ MAUD & MARIANNE

Posted on August 9, 2020 by edenbray

OUTTAKES – 05 I’ve been in the attic, I’ve been in the cellar, I raided my notebooks – I’M HAVING A YARD SALE – It’s a Car Boot – THEY’RE UNFINISHED LINES, unfinished poems, POEMS THAT MISSED OUT ON PREVIOUS … Continue reading →

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OUTTAKES ~ 02 – COMMON PEOPLE –

Posted on August 8, 2020 by edenbray

… … … COMMON PEOPLE … …   …   …   The common man is hidden He hides Society once dressed him in grey And navy But now out of the magician’s hat Badly free Punctured skin and stored notes NHS … Continue reading →

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BUCKETS OF RAIN

Posted on August 7, 2020 by edenbray

BUCKETS OF RAIN by Bob Dylan GUEST POEM (Lyrics) Buckets of rain Buckets of tears Got all them buckets comin’ out of my ears Buckets of moonbeams in my hand You got all the love Honey baby, I can stand … Continue reading →

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