SELFIE


SELfIE

Entangled, overwhelmed, a picture in mezzotint

dove grey – bordered in the usual way

of men and women and games they play

Of piano-moods or senseless abandon

where the wicked transgress and say it is not so

^ ^ ^

The leaf-lawn green and sweet, a mothers smile

we don’t only talk in words, language, gestures,

mock perception or a hand to trace your face

The given moment sentient in the mind’s eye

not deep or dark but tangled like wool

^ ^ ^

And in one moment, mounted on horses

dressed in flesh, a mountain above easy feeling

we shake ofF the intrigue, guile and terror

And hold each other closer than our mother

bite, scratch and scrawl passions sanction

^ ^ ^

If lonely guilt were left in the darkest room 

and the strangers we become, last years Kodachrome

lying in a box, a cell of transparency

Every word full, close-ups, vivid pictures

and our honest selves introduced as friends.

^ ^ ^

writtenbyedenbray08.02.2015 

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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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