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the beginning felt solid to me, like tasting another day with choice and i am a drifter, one sifting as sand (not in an hourglass) i am free like the wind, so- this feeling i didn’t understand, how could i? i’m not one “planted by the rivers of water” nestled beside a firm tree suddenly: i pause and stare, completely unaware that somehow in this reality - you would attempt to manipulate my voice, change my shape and mold me don’t you dare!!! quickly: become aware, that sand does not belong in your hand (a feeling you better comprehend) _______________ Just a little scribble Featured Poem- 11/22/2020

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Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 11/24/2020 7:19:00 PM

i’m not one “planted by the rivers of water"/ nestled beside a firm tree....just excellent poetic expression; I enjoyed your independent thoughts

Brandy Nicole
Date: 11/24/2020 9:09:00 PM

Thank you Mahtab. So kind of you to read this little scribble of mine and leave your thoughts upon it. My best to you. :) Brandy

John Watt

Date: 1/4/2020 1:58:00 AM

Brandy, these are deep waters. The right to freedom is in the DNA of every human being and to be deprived of it is our worst nightmare. I think that is why I resonate so much with tigers, they should roam free and not be caged or manipulated for selfish gain. Your words ring true, sister.

Brandy Nicole
Date: 1/4/2020 1:17:00 PM

I completely agree! Caging is denying freedom. Being grounded is one thing, knowing where you belong. However, to hold one against their will- that is very wrong. Thank you John for this wonderful comment. Your thoughts hold so much truth. I appreciate you. ~ Brandy

Running Wolves

Date: 12/11/2019 4:56:00 AM

There ya go there's that awesome fighting free spirit... On has a better chance of taming the wind....than taming a free spirit...

Brandy Nicole
Date: 12/11/2019 1:12:00 PM

Exactly!! What is free, should remain that way. Your thoughts hold so much truth. Thank you Robert. ~ Brandy

Mike Bayles

Date: 10/24/2019 5:28:00 PM

I enjoyed this poem, Brandy.

Brandy Nicole
Date: 10/24/2019 6:50:00 PM

Thank you Mike!! So kind of you to stop by and read this little scribble of mine. Your thoughts are appreciated. ~ Brandy

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 9/10/2019 5:40:00 PM

Yes I agree *lol*

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/10/2019 9:54:00 PM

Ahhh, it seems we both agree on that thought then. :)

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 9/9/2019 10:49:00 AM

If we try to control we lose the ecstasy of losing control.

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/9/2019 7:18:00 PM

In moments of ecstasy, sometimes being in control is exciting. Just sayin'. Thank you Richard. :) Brandy

Winged Warrior

Date: 9/9/2019 8:29:00 AM

You have a way with words my friend...gliding off your pen...A Brandy brand lol...^WW^ :o)

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/9/2019 7:13:00 PM

It's not my fault! Blame it on the Muse. :) Thank you my Warrior with Wings. Your thoughts bring a smile. :) Brandy

Lyric Man

Date: 9/8/2019 6:17:00 PM

I surrender, make me your slave.. love!!

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/8/2019 7:33:00 PM

Oh my!! Yes, being a slave to love in this way. Mmm, very nice indeed. I am blushing Lyric Man. :) Brandy

Silent One

Date: 9/8/2019 8:08:00 AM

This is deep, maybe just a scribble to you.. but its is deep.. do not let anyone control or manipulate you... great poem.

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/8/2019 2:50:00 PM

Thank you Silent One. Exactly!! Never let anyone take control over you, or let them manipulate your individuality. Your thoughts are appreciated. ~ Brandy

John Gondolf

Date: 9/6/2019 9:22:00 PM

To truly love someone one must allow them the freedom to think and speak for themselves; to manipulate and control them is a sign of insecurity, in my opinion. The ink from you pen flows golden, B. All the best my dear friend. Hugs, John

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/6/2019 10:24:00 PM

Your thoughts hold so much truth. There are many in world under the control of another. Which isn't love!! Of any kind. Thank you John for leaving your heart-print upon my words. You are appreciated. ~ Brandy

Rico Leffanta

Date: 9/6/2019 4:33:00 PM

Yet neither god nor child can resist molding sand ....... it seems to be on everyone's bucket list! Aloha! Rico

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/6/2019 8:44:00 PM

In this case: Sand is the Individual. God gives us free will. Man likes to be in control. Balance is needed. Thank you Rico for placing your thoughts on this scribble of mine. ~ Brandy

Vijay Pandit

Date: 9/6/2019 7:48:00 AM

Indeed mysterious as Becca says..and this one comes with a stern warning. Another splendid poem from your gifted pen, Brandy.

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/6/2019 7:38:00 PM

Mysterious perhaps, yet moments are crystal clear in this little scribble of mine. Yes, a very strict message within. Thank you Vijay, for your wonderful comment. ~ Brandy

Chris Green

Date: 9/6/2019 7:47:00 AM

As beautiful as ever, the final lines really took me away with this piece. I could actually feel the wet sand slipping between my fingers. Really nice Brandy.

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/6/2019 7:26:00 PM

So kind of you to say, especially coming from someone as talented as you. Thank you Chris. No one wants to be formed and become something they are not. I appreciate you and your thoughts. ~ Brandy

Joseph May

Date: 9/6/2019 6:45:00 AM

Sifting freedom through the sands of time..Wonderful write Brandy..

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/6/2019 7:17:00 PM

Freedom leaves you feeling Free!! Which is better than being confined. Thank you Joseph. You and your thoughts are appreciated. ~ Brandy

Becca Teagan

Date: 9/5/2019 9:23:00 PM

Your poems have a mysterious quality, makes me want to read them several times over. Love your "little scribble".

Brandy Nicole
Date: 9/5/2019 9:54:00 PM

So kind of you to say Becca, with you having a golden pen yourself. Your ink spills so beautifully upon the page. Thank you for this lovely comment. You are appreciated. :) Brandy