What inspires one to write? For me it is an irresistible urge to assemble words together that results in the creation of imagery that I experience when I look at the world around me. I can not remember a time that I was not writing, especially poetry. To write a poem is to use the fewest words to create a glimpse into a new world or perspective. By Allison Brown
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Greeting
Hello!
You're home
I've been waiting
You open your mouth to speak,
Which turns into a wide yawn
Then you stretch into an arch
Hello!
You're home
I’ve been waiting
While waiting and listening out
You're eyes drifted closed
And you curled up to sleep
I just dozed
For a little while
Until you came home
You were listening out
For the sound of footsteps
For the keys rattling
Welcome home!
You greet me
Rolling over at my feet
Fur rubbing across the carpet
Friday, August 21, 2015
Orange flower and bees
Taking moments
Wonder in bees sitting still
Upon gleaming orange petals
Beauty captured
Saturday, July 04, 2015
ANZAC Dawn
As we remember them
Wind rustles the leaves
As we remember them
Light wakens in the sky
As those words are spoken
We remember them
Written at the ANZAC Dawn service and posted on Twitter 6:58 AM - 25 Apr 2015
https://twitter.com/ally_cat/status/591677581495152640
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At the Dunedin ANZAC dawn service in Queens Gardens with a few other people. Waiting for 6:30 am #fb pic.twitter.com/KkzsH0wd9G
— Allison Brown (@ally_cat) April 24, 2015
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