Category Archives: PROG-PROSE

EDENBRAY ~ RETROSPECTIVE – 4

Posted on November 7, 2019 by edenbray

STATING THE OBVIOUS – Appendix Originally posted on February 22, 2011 – written 22.12.1988 … Rate This I am a scientist, marine biologist, Discoverer of planets, stretching to new horizons, Breaking the mould that grips me with octopus grasp. One … Continue reading →

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EDENBRAY – RETROSPECTIVE – 2

Posted on November 6, 2019 by edenbray

  ACCEPTANCE Originally posted on January 25, 2011 Pressed hard against the midnight sky A crescent moon, a pleasant face A mountain of blue feelings A grey apple, bitten and luscious Long mascara eyelashes, a fringed frame The whisper of wind and the solitude of a happy hello … Continue reading →

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EDENBRAY ~ RETROSPECTIVE – 1

Posted on November 6, 2019 by edenbray

NOT ARRANGED … Originally posted on December 12, 2010 by edenbray .. a pome ~ love, sweet and sensitive, softer, subtler, fresher, freer, Not pall, not mixed, not arranged, manipulated, fixed. Love needed, love desired, Love given, love admired, Love wanted, love received, … Continue reading →

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OLDE MANN

Posted on October 4, 2019 by edenbray

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Olde Mann .. Banyanamin’s reign – the oil ran sweetly on this, his Holy isle’s embrace Adorned as if with golden crown – of sweat and bone and fur and…

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OLDFIELD

Posted on October 31, 2017 by edenbray

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Oldfield   Is taking the time whose taken the train or followed the line to where the end is before the beginning ? ? Whole nights wasted and forlorn pasted…

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CHILD .. .

Posted on October 24, 2015 by edenbray

CHILD – O’ weary me O’ weary be the sight of sun the smell of sea the yawn of death the bite of flea – I give nothing but a hand a word, an arm a coin, a kiss the … Continue reading →

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DRIFTING INTO AN ABYSS – IDEAS #1

Posted on June 22, 2015 by edenbray

AN ANTHOLOGY OF UNCOMPLETED PROSE ENTITLED – I HAD AN IDEA! – #1 … DRIFTING INTO AN ABYSS I feel cold, like an icicle in the desert Like a mountain on mars, A gnawing pain in the gut Isolated, frozen, … Continue reading →

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