Danielle Browne : Writing

Rocky Road

Rocky Road

A Poem by Danielle Browne


The criteria for this poem was to create a history for a stone - the history being my own.
Hunger Pains

Hunger Pains

A Poem by Danielle Browne


In these four walls, I sit cross leggedwaiting for your hungry hands to meet my lipspull away at my exterior and tell me storiesof your journeys on Ma..
You would like it

You would like it

A Poem by Danielle Browne


There is something that each line has in common. Comment if you understand what it is :-)
Bourbon Breath

Bourbon Breath

A Poem by Danielle Browne


I wish you had the love for lifelike you do for meand the ashy passion you dofor cigarettes.Like a smoking gun, you arehot to the touchbut as fragile ..
Golden Bay

Golden Bay

A Poem by Danielle Browne


The Golden Man sat everyday at Golden Bay with his slice of cakefrom Aunt’s bakery in one hand and his toothpick in the other.Golden Man smoked ..
Two Left Feet

Two Left Feet

A Poem by Danielle Browne


Today I saw Jimmy. It was golden hour and birds were frantic, as I marched my two left feet to the gas station. My pace came to an unexpected halt whe..
Beaches

Beaches

A Poem by Danielle Browne


You can tell if a girl is happy by her eyes.If her eyes feel like miniature domes of glitter and reassurance, if they mouth a song that yo..
With iron lungs

With iron lungs

A Poem by Danielle Browne


It is utterly terrifyingliving on a globe like this one,with its coffee-like soil that holds so many secretsOr the polluted words we speak and let flo..
Praise

Praise

A Story by Danielle Browne


On a typical crisp evening as everything winds down, I knew by the humming car motor and the crying dogs that she was home. Although, where we live do..