my tears sit staring into spacewhere I once felt a perfect placeto lay down roots and grow my treewith branches that resemble meboth sun and rain feed down with gracemy tears sit staring into space…| Brazanne Muse
Photo by Malidate Van on Pexels.com Taste buds tingleas I whip up delightscreate quite a stiras I decide on the mixMy husband loves heatso I chop chillithrow in some spiceleave it to simmerI rarely…| Brazanne Muse
Photo by Nothing Ahead on Pexels.com I feel a love so deep within, its power pains my heartWhen hate rears up its ugly head, it lowers my soul’s lightI prefer to suffer heartache – without an…| Brazanne Muse
SoaringMetal birdsSlice through cloudsSolitary in flight modeFaraway💞SuzanneWritten in response to this weeks W3 prompt by our Poet of the Week, Sarah, and hosted by David – click here to rea…| Brazanne Muse
Some fear for my life, so trapped in routine,It’s hard to explain, my panic, my pain…I live counting alarms that sound in my headI live counting aches that live in all limbsI live count…| Brazanne Muse
I open my eyes, in sync with the sunas I watch her riseshe lifts me in her loaning lightSimple beauty just begunin the newness of each dayInfinitesimal time unfoldsits encoreBefore…just before my e…| Brazanne Muse
The only window in the long white corridor was round. It was set high in a door. I sat quietly, obediently, behind it on one of three hard chairs. I stared up at the far away pane. There was nothin…| Brazanne Muse
My boy Tyson…. I smile, amusedby the hole in my shoe -a momentary scowlit morphed into a chew!Long hours of trainingwith bags full of treats -they line all my pocketswith all kinds of meats!Out on …| Brazanne Muse
