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BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
snowy panther prints--
hunter lying nearby to
catch dinner for cubs
written in 2012
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
Christmas gatherings--
spending holidays with friends
inseparable

Winnie the Pooh has
gathered thistles for Eeyore--
delightful surprise

Eeyore pondered then
decided on braving bees--
honey for Pooh bear
written in 2012
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
Hopeful
strength
transcending
humanity,
ascending
inspiration--
e­ssential
lifeline:
guiding
spirit-filled
substance
creating
brill­iant,
imaginative
personalities.
written in 2012
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
Iron shackles to broken wrists,
cold, wet stone:
chains clank in the night.

Fire flickers on sconces
lining corridor walls.

Footsteps echo
down the hall;
guards speak of
a new prisoner's arrival--

Someone important, wise:
confusion abounds at
this stranger's fate.

What time shall he arrive this eve?
Where will he be taken?
This place was not built for
political prisoners.

The rest of us forgotten:
the small, shared meal lost;
hunger gnarls within.
Moans -- loved food is wasted.
written in 2012
80 words, contracted from a 100 word poem "The New Arrival"
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
Iron shackles bind wrists
to a cold, wet stone wall.
Moans echo down the hall
while chains clank in the night.

Fire flickers on the sconces
lining the corridor walls.

Footsteps draw near.
Someone is walking down the
hallway. The guards speak
of a new prisoner's arrival.

What time shall he arrive?
Where will he be kept?

Someone important--
that's what one said.
Confusion abounds at
this stranger's fate.

This place was built not for
political prisoners to be taken to.

The rest of us forgotten,
the small meal is lost.
Hunger gnarls within:
no food will come this eve.
written in 2012
100 words
recreated with only 80 of these words in "The Prisoner"
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
glancing out the window,
cold slumbers on the ground
illuminated by morning's glow

alabaster trees--
hidden secrets lie within
this silent world
written in 2012
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
Velvet sky stretched out
    above my head
Night caresses with
    sweet words--
Wind moves around me.

Pale glow beams softly
    from the sky
Luna charms, melodic
    whispers---
Dance in moon flower
written in 2012
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