Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

Posts tagged ‘nature’

itch, drip

a still whisper drips from my lips hardly turning pages in the wind a summer breeze runs dry, making the sky itch her eyes she goes…

when it’s passed

my thoughts rain hard knocking on the doors of sidewalks and roads dripping from traffic lights and windowsills rushing with rivers, running down the arms of…

snowhill

cloudy, snow hills in the skies growing grey, my eyes grow heavy, counting ripples raindrops make as they take long leaps from snowy slopes © Tiny…

rock & stone

an unturned stone hasn’t traveled far enough to wonder if it’s heavy or light. but rocks which have tumbled from mountain crowns miss the clouds and…