The night has tumbling skies

as auborn red as Lilly’s gorgeous hair

so barren the awful sentiment that hits

and harms two fateful twins bonded

Pearls and advantaged peoples

share the amalgam of constraint

twisted, warm and fataled by

the erroneous pressure of form

Belittled, bedraggled, frustrated

where are the moments of extremity

that elude our wildest aspirations

or formulate the dawn of our preposition


Bella, Tarim, Phushellia and Madre

so simply contented are opposed

by the context of their unborn attenuations

or the altruism of their conformity

So ultimately translated and bereft

from the endeavour of our collusion

perfectly entwined, assimilated and adored

translated for a later generation

Nothing so noble as to separate this moment

or call vacant the fellany of new certainty

where only migrant peoples occur

or the trials of aptitude fade incandescent 





About edenbray

I've always enjoyed writing and thats all I want to do... .. . I’m not sure why I stopped writing, was it 9/11? .. . Eden Bray is born ugly, wet and covered in blood, mucous and bodily functions. The effluence of my short life .. . I'm a Writer and Artist - since 1966, now a Blogger ~ I write lots of poems, written essays, articles, reviews, opinion + comment .. . please join the shebang but more importantly please leave me a marker with a comment for my ego and my encouragement :- thanks, edenbray
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