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BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
a skeleton in my closet resides
thinking of him makes me sigh
I want not the world to know he exists
but eventually they will persists,
and know the secrets of everyone
from hated truth, I'll not be undone
so before they are given the chance
I take him out, teach him to dance
learn foxtrot, tango, Viennese waltz
polite conversation, he will exalt
he'll learn to stand in the limelight
once I'm done he'll be a sight
to behold that's filled with glory
oh when I'm done they'll tell a story
but not of my misdeeds, oh no
this one they'll love, never let go
a perfect gentleman for all to see
soon they'll be jealous he's dancing with me
"If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best take it out and teach it to dance." - George Bernard Shaw
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
Little Jacques,
you are a handsome child
cheeks of golden red
and curls upon your tiny head

Little Jacques,
dimples bless your smile
your now eyes flutter into sleep
as you lay under stars and sheep

Little Jacques,
travel to the land of nod
dream now of teddy bears
and know you're ever in my prayers

Little Jacques,
you're safe here by my side
I'll protect you forevermore
you'll always be cared for
A lullaby
Written November 2013
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
I found her in the bathroom
With silent tears, facing the wall
We hadn't been back a week, but it didn't matter
Dried eyes, walked out
Teasing again
"Leave her alone"
Glaring, they went to class
"I'm Monica"
"Rachel"
"I believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another." - Veronica Roth, Divergent
Written November 2013
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
earth bound gaze, love's moon
blossom's silk caress the ground
river creeps steadily
all but two are snug in bed
fireflies dance around them
Written November 2013
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
It was half past noon,
when he walked into my shop.
He looked nervous,
wide-eyed at so many choices.
I'd have bet that he was expecting
nothing more than a few roses:
red / white /pink / yellow,
maybe a lily or two,
certainly not the plethora of choices
laid before him.

Walking up with I smile,
I asked the gentleman,
what type of arrangement he was looking for.
He couldn't have been a day over nineteen,
but he looked serious as he said,
I'm looking for something special.
Not roses, she's not that of girl--
I'm not sure what her favorite flower is,
but I know that she loves summer
and waking up to see the sun rise.
She helps tutor kids
and on Saturday she volunteers at the shelter.
I know they say red roses express love,
but she's not that kind of girl.
She watches the classics, but really loves action films.
She enjoys swimming, but hates the beach.
I know she stays up late sometimes,
but rarely is she up past nine.
When she smiles, her dimples show,
and she cries at Disney movies.
I know she's a wonderful girl,
and I haven't bought her flowers before,
this is our first date, you see--
we've been friends for awhile,
but could you please help me?

Heart touched by his thoughtfulness,
Said, I have just the thing.
A small bouquet yet beautiful
sounds like what you need.
Sunflowers stretching towards the sky
with smaller ones intertwined
filled with heather pure as snow
and lilac dances down below.
Looking at it a moment or two,
he said it's perfect;
it's just her style.

Wrapped up in lace
and tied with a card:
I waved goodbye,
and wondered about the girl
whom he loved.
Written November 2013

Sunflowers were first grown in Central and South America, and were grown more for their usefulness (providing oil and food) than beauty. They are a unique combination of usefulness and beauty and are generally seen to represent the sun, warmth, and happiness.

Heather, native to Europe and North America, were traditionally used in everyday household items: brooms, roofs, rope, blankets, and in tea. It is usually seen as "admiration." The heather used in my poem is white.

Lilacs are native to Eastern Europe and have two meanings, depending on the colour. Purple lilacs symbolize the first emotions of love, while white lilacs represent youthful innocence. I have chosen to use purple in this bouquet.
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
Poet's pen--
most think of it, as the
instrument used
to complete the greatest
of works.
But truly,
it is only a way to immortalize
a beautiful view on life.
"Let your life become living poetry." Rumi
Written November 2013
BrittneyBrannum Feb 2014
Upon white sands do I reside
Staring into deep blue
With toes dipping into the tide
Beautiful view, tis true
Beside the sea is where I sit
Thinking about the night moonlit
Beside the sea
Beside the sea
Where water reflects sky starlit

Upon white sands do I reside
Content with fate's dealt hand
Watching the waves and beach collide
This is my wonderland
Beside the sea, I watch fish wade
Watch lovers sail, sunrise fade
Beside the sea
Beside the sea
Children dance where mist is sprayed

Upon white sands do I reside
Breathing salt, feeling wind
Touching waters, traveled worldwide
It's like my soul has grinned
Beside the sea, completely free
Here I sit under a palm tree
Beside the sea
Beside the sea
This is where I discover me
Form: Trijan Refrain
Written November 2013
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