Kelly A. Brown : Writing

Merlot

Merlot

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


The complexity between wanting so desperately to be alone, yet for some reason feeling absolutely lonely.
The Words

The Words

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


A poem about poetry that I wrote about 10 years ago.
Too Strong for Poetry

Too Strong for Poetry

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


Too Strong for Poetry - sometimes one’s feelings are even too strong for poetry. as though no matter which words you..
Songs of Innocence

Songs of Innocence

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


A poem I wrote about 10 years ago while still in high school. It's a simple exaggeration of a more serious topic.
No Crying at the Funeral

No Crying at the Funeral

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


This poem is about the philosophy of being happy rather than sad when a loved one passes away. Wrote this before my mother died.
Woodlawn

Woodlawn

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


About my experience finding out my Irish roots in Woodlawn. Please do not take this as an ethnicity or racial thing. It's something we all go throug..
Humanity is Calling

Humanity is Calling

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


I can see the tall mountains in the distance,shaded and covered with dreamsand thoughts and painfully shy feelings.desperation.I think the mountainisw..
Each Person's Eyes

Each Person's Eyes

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


I've wandered through the maze pretty well Slowly and steadily learning as much as I can, such as how to walk and talk and speak well, how to..
The Sell Outs

The Sell Outs

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


I sold my soul for 400 dollars a week the children I will bear one day will do the same. Sometimes one is happier in the lower position in ..
Old America

Old America

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown


Old America needs a purpose to earn their way through the foxhole, to make it out alive, hopefully alive, but never unscarred. Old Amer..

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