Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

Posts tagged ‘Paganism’

caves, cages, nests

there’s a nest in my head filled with sticks of trees which once whistled, kicking up their legs, tossing their arms, fighting in the breeze, holding on…

pillow talk

the rain wanted to undo the sun, peel off her layers, pin her across a blue sky turned grey – unwind the threads, one by one…

pink eyelids

to press my face into the sky wind wrapping warm arms around my waist, the sun turning my vision pink when i close my eyelids to…