Tag Archives: SPIRITUALITY

BECAUSE PICASSO COULD DRAW .. .

Posted on May 19, 2023 by edenbray

because Picasso could draw .. .  ..                                                       the battle scene lay behind us  the … Continue reading →

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AURORA-METEOR FLASH LIGHTS UP MY SKY .. .

Posted on March 11, 2023 by edenbray

Aurora Meteor Flash Lights Up My Sky .. . .. . …. when late skies of the aurora part there is no feeling in my hands no senses running through me death is a dim cloud descending like cold water … Continue reading →

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THE NIGHT POOL .. .

Posted on February 22, 2023 by edenbray

the night pool .. . The intoxication, purity  linseed oil of turpentinecreamy ash the palette  your peacock feathersfronds, alien and falling  from the wet-warm night skyand in the morning  I build again a stairwaystartling, parting airwaves  concave to your heartbirds-foot … Continue reading →

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. ..WE SACRIFICE BEFORE THE BRONZED MOON .. .

Posted on November 25, 2022 by edenbray

. .. we sacrifice before the bronzed moon .. . .. .. ..   We vowed to meet   at the grasp of nightunder robes dressed   with starlight goldenyour auburn fringe tinged  bequeathed so clichéneither angel Malakh  or JFK … Continue reading →

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THE LONELINESS OF THE ITINERANT DOGWALKER

Posted on November 23, 2022 by edenbray

THE LONELINESS OF THE ITINERANT DOGWALKER .. .. Out by the east fen plains   where muck, stones lay precious   splendid of dereliction   a silhouette in green stoops low Piebald mystery, friend in tow   shuffling, stumbling, his … Continue reading →

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KEALING .. .

Posted on November 4, 2022 by edenbray

kealing .. . I was John Betjeman I was Mata Hari executed at dawn thieves to the left of me saints in red robes to the right absorbed into the darkness today you will be with me you will kiss … Continue reading →

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HOWL TWiCE .. .

Posted on October 9, 2022 by edenbray

Howl Twice .. . We met this side of dawn neat satchels on our backs to search and find Zanadu people knew as East Ewell in what was known then as ‘the stockbroker belt’ of the sprawl that was Lond-on … Continue reading →

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THE BICKER WOMEN .. .

Posted on October 8, 2022 by edenbray

THE BICKER WOMEN .. . Who wears best this shawl of uncertainty  whose mind is trained of fears furrowto bow at noon – the bells of the Angelus  when blackened clouds of hell descendaround the fair shoulders of the puissant  … Continue reading →

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PERIWINKLE MEETS INDIGO and THEY HAVE CHILDREN .. .

Posted on July 29, 2022 by edenbray

Periwinkle meets Indigo and they have children .. . . . There is a gap in the cloud today     where the ink has run and stained the sky the most perfect blue where rain falls through     … Continue reading →

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TAKING BACK HARLEM .. .

Posted on July 19, 2022 by edenbray

. .. taking back Harlem .. . . I stood on the girder-bridge where cold grey water passes wiped my tear-stained face tried to clear the mote stuck ote’ my eye I have never been to Harlem The Clyde she … Continue reading →

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