Kelly A. Brown
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MerlotA Poem by Kelly A. BrownThe complexity between wanting so desperately to be alone, yet for some reason feeling absolutely lonely. |
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The WordsA Poem by Kelly A. BrownA poem about poetry that I wrote about 10 years ago. |
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Too Strong for PoetryA Poem by Kelly A. BrownToo Strong for Poetry - sometimes one’s feelings are even too strong for poetry. as though no matter which words you.. |
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Songs of InnocenceA Poem by Kelly A. BrownA poem I wrote about 10 years ago while still in high school. It's a simple exaggeration of a more serious topic. |
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No Crying at the FuneralA Poem by Kelly A. BrownThis poem is about the philosophy of being happy rather than sad when a loved one passes away. Wrote this before my mother died. |
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WoodlawnA Poem by Kelly A. BrownAbout 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.. |
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Humanity is CallingA Poem by Kelly A. BrownI can see the tall mountains in the distance,shaded and covered with dreamsand thoughts and painfully shy feelings.desperation.I think the mountainisw.. |
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Each Person's EyesA Poem by Kelly A. BrownI'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.. |
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The Sell OutsA Poem by Kelly A. BrownI 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 .. |
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Old AmericaA Poem by Kelly A. BrownOld America needs a purpose to earn their way through the foxhole, to make it out alive, hopefully alive, but never unscarred. Old Amer.. |