Tag Archives: POETRY

PERFORMANCE ART – With the Voices In My Head .. .

Posted on December 22, 2021 by edenbray

PERFORMANCE ART .. . With the Voices In My Head .. . with the voices in my head I lay me down to sleep with the voices in my head with the voices in my head I lay me down … Continue reading →

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I AM THE DOG WHISPERER

Posted on December 19, 2021 by edenbray

I am the dog whisperer! I am treason I am subterfugeI am carnality in a hot dog sausageabandon hope ye dogs of warlay your weapons on the floor I am the dog whispererI speak of honest toil and sweatupon the … Continue reading →

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kyrie eleison .. .

Posted on December 18, 2021 by edenbray

kyrie eleison .. . I stepped by the mythical tree whose branches dressed in copper whose arms reach out ever upward trained on the ghost of Jacob Marley her boughs and sprays convolvulate lavish, adorned, purpled of paradoxicality awkward, leaning … Continue reading →

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WHAT’S ALL THIS FUSS? (extended Batty edition)

Posted on November 27, 2021 by edenbray

WHAT’S ALL THIS FUSS?! Batty edition…. All this fuss over Charles Bukowski most of his life no one knew who he was working in diners washing dishes any work that he could get living like a cockroach hid from society … Continue reading →

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DIARY OF A LINCOLNSHIRE SHEEPSTEALER

Posted on November 25, 2021 by edenbray

Diary of a Lincolnshire Sheepstealer … … this Lincolnshire .. . …   …   … … Those squashed, brown, glassed marbles   worth as much as a big taw or a boulder in playground exchange, much as a   … 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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DICEROS BICORNIS – big horn nose

Posted on November 13, 2021 by edenbray

Diceros bicornis – big horn nose .. rhinoceri, defy the ingratesthe people who should suffer from sickness and diaoreafilched from your horns of plenty walk the earth so pleasantlymy fairy-tale extravaganza’sarmoured tanks on the plainsyour shoulder pads, iron boots rhinoceri … Continue reading →

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NAKED AND UNASHAMED .. .

Posted on November 10, 2021 by edenbray

Naked and Unashamed .. . I run free my pieces jangling   run to the crashing sea I run shouting unashamed   my arms vainly embracing the moon   the wind grazing my flesh I run still wondering   in … 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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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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