RECONFIGURE


RECONFIGURE

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Handfulls, he heaped handfulls

Were they petals, branches or fruit?

The monochrome diary glowed suddenly

He had been asleep for hours in band aids

Things his mother had said, bits of arse

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There was a hut he had painted golden

and yellowed bears teeth

He always felt better in the mornings

When Arnott was around anyway

Her mouth, her hair, her eyes

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This careworn morning he imagined

He saw skyrockets and fantails

People strolling, coming to lunch

Roll of green notes in his blue pocket

No grey pain to shake him down

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Always Fenna standing on Bella’s rock

Wearing boxers and a tantalising smile

Like a siren tug in granite sea

Where ships come to rest awkwardly

Bold barnacles grip black with tenacity

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This summers day

The swallows returned purple

He was sure he would see a rainbow

Write letters in wet sand

Take his notebook off the wall

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writtenbyedenbray27.05.2014

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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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