Category Archives: THAT’S ME IN THE MIDDLE

ENDLESS THE MARCH IN TIME .. .

Posted on April 25, 2022 by edenbray

endless the march in time .. . .. . .. the endless march in time           and the beat of your heartI see the wolves teeth bared         and hear the threatening thunderthe … Continue reading →

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AN ODE TO A BOTTLE OF TULLAMORE DEW .. .

Posted on November 22, 2021 by edenbray

An Ode to a Bottle of Tullamore Dew If thou being philosophical were an oil painting     wrested of nazi crates, a stolen treasure a carafe discovered, a hidden artefact     one piece of art, the beauty of … Continue reading →

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ME AND WALT WHITMAN .. .

Posted on October 15, 2021 by edenbray

Me and Walt Whitman .. . .. We grew out of Long Island, ManhattanIt is where my father died, I am not afraidto speak of it, my father wrote of Watergateme and Walt we wrote it down together Walt and … Continue reading →

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THE PAPER BOY .. .

Posted on September 27, 2021 by edenbray

.. The Paper Boy .. . .     …   …   …   .                   I had been a compulsive since I was seven    or was it seventeen?    we … Continue reading →

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ALONE WITH VOID .. .

Posted on September 13, 2021 by edenbray

Alone With Void .. . It was not that I began to hear voices which signalled my anxiety it was more tears that began to flow at really most anything the line of a song an irrational concern for someone … 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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NINETEEN .. .

Posted on January 8, 2021 by edenbray

NINETEEN .. . . Nineteen, I started writing when I was nineteen but that’s a lie The child became a man when he had learned to cry If I was nineteen today I might just long to die \.. . … Continue reading →

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POLLOCK SHORES

Posted on November 23, 2020 by edenbray

POLLOCK SHORES the slaves of causality .   .   . .   .   . At Pollock Shores, in summer squalls, a madcap stepped across chianti walls To celebrate the morning like a thousand eons before, where universes collide, … Continue reading →

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THE ARTMAN #2 – THE SAD MAN and THE GALLOPERS

Posted on September 29, 2020 by edenbray

  ORIGINAL VERSION – THE ARTMAN #2 THE SAD MAN and THE GALLOPERS EDIT 2 …   She looked like Betty Grable, she was and post the Brighton bombing Maggie had her hair, she might have worn Carmen Miranda’s extravaganza I … Continue reading →

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I, I AM WILLIAM BLAKE

Posted on September 24, 2020 by edenbray

I, I AM WILLIAM BLAKE … Sweet bird of youth, I attend your birth and watch thee grow As fond as any doe or any love that I in honour still may show The amplitude of life, either ascending or descending … Continue reading →

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