My husband says I am a nightmare, actually, a ”complex nightmare”, said with love and understanding of course! In truth the phrase probably does sum me up which is why I will use it. Explanation:…| Brazanne Muse
spring coloursdisappeared from my gardenexchanged with leafy greenslifted by summer shadesvibrant deep huescame last weeksummer sunnow tucked under thick blanketsof dreary grey cloudswhile winds wh…| Brazanne Muse
Because gossamer threads pull, I can’t break free from ideas that catch and dangleBecause treacle is sticky sweet, it attracts my sweet tooth, but can sickly lingerBecause I know the weight of a to…| Brazanne Muse
Stay in Joyjoyof timeto capturerelaxing scenesresting race-horsesenjoy cutting grassesat leisure in the sunshinesharing days in holiday fieldswhere every evening gifts a sunsetsighs heard on the br…| Brazanne Muse
Posts about dversepoets prompts written by brazannemuse| Brazanne Muse
it’s an invisible sense -awareness – it flags human sinsthat fill me with uneaseI want the nooseto trap,the thoughts that trip me up, when sometimes life flowswith hidden flaws,over which I g…| Brazanne Muse
late spring buttercups a gold spread laid before me served with fresh hot toastshort tongued bees visitsup the pollen from withinlate spring buttercupssoon to be mowed with the grasslittle suns lef…| Brazanne Muse
you still guide me – gently your whispers play on the soft breeze with my hair touching a chord of farewell a lone- ly sound that lingers long after my tears ran dry 💞Suzanne I am honoured to…| Brazanne Muse
on a wheel I’m twilight blue;slightly darker than my eyes,until they flicker and show -my wild half – untamed spirit,I can meld in the background,or release a fiery bow…💞Suzanne A…| Brazanne Muse
we look to enhancewhat nature has bestowed usI buy cosmeticscarefully I apply thembut never picture perfect💞Suzanne Written in response to Eugi’s Moonwashed Musings. A beautiful image (I have…| Brazanne Muse
belly laughter bubblesinto nonsensical gigglesthat form magical moments,where words tangle into splutters and snorts,tumbling waves squeezetrickling tearsbetween strangled breathsand overstretched …| Brazanne Muse
I found an old stonetired of rolling it now sleepsunder gathered moss💞Suzanne I so clearly saw a face in this stone I stumbled upon…can you see it too? I felt it deserved a few words…..| Brazanne Muse
Posts about Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge written by brazannemuse| Brazanne Muse