Danielle Browne
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Rocky RoadA Poem by Danielle BrowneThe criteria for this poem was to create a history for a stone - the history being my own. |
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Hunger PainsA Poem by Danielle BrowneIn 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.. |
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You would like itA Poem by Danielle BrowneThere is something that each line has in common. Comment if you understand what it is :-) |
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Bourbon BreathA Poem by Danielle BrowneI 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 .. |
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Golden BayA Poem by Danielle BrowneThe 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 .. |
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Two Left FeetA Poem by Danielle BrowneToday 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.. |
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BeachesA Poem by Danielle BrowneYou 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.. |
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With iron lungsA Poem by Danielle BrowneIt 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.. |
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PraiseA Story by Danielle BrowneOn 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.. |
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