Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

Archive for ‘November, 2017’

cake and pie

do not give a crumb of your bitterness to the gossipy fool, they will pretend it’s the entire cake and make the whole dinner table give…

cool & warm

grow gold from tiny words push warm kindness into the arms of strangers with cold eyes let others know not everyone tries to cloud out the…

waxing, waning

spring packed trees tight with leaves only to bring them all to their knees they take flight, landing at our feet until trees tuck in their…