Brandy Nicole Poet Free verse

After the Fall

Rain- a welcome to hibernating skin . .
      a Southern accent can melt snow from the highest mountain    
                        
                          in the wind, a voice carries,
                                 alone and waiting
                                
                        You could be secure in warmth
         yet, a chill invades and you allow its touch to take hold
                                   
                                                  
                    I am aware
              that you are capable of being the rush of freedom,
                                     as quivering lips 
                         
                            thirst for adventure
                                               
                                   
                                  - frost has chosen its path 



                                As my entire being trembles,
           while feeling a liquid lullaby lingering lightly along the skin
 
                        
                                                        I realize 
                                      in that moment,
                     feeling is after the fall



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~ Just a little scribble ~

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Running Wolves January 16, 2020 at 9:12 AM aye lass how long it's been... how I yearn for the comfort of a southern accent... so sweetly musical... warm and inviting... respectable charm... aye this cursed frost wrapped round me heart... weight of the world it is... seemingly... no escape... how I yearn for the freedom... of the southern accents laughter... once again... Brandy Nicole January 16, 2020 at 10:03 PM :) Smiling at your thoughts. I do have a Southern accent. Being from the South. Thank you for reading this little scribble of mine. Thank you for being here, for being You. :) Brandy

Silent One January 26, 2019 at 9:11 AM Rain is mercy in so many ways...Such a lovely scribble Brandy... Brandy Nicole January 26, 2019 at 1:26 PM Thank you Silent One. The rain holds many moments indeed, as emotions linger. I appreciate your thoughts. ~ Brandy

Vladislav Raven January 26, 2019 at 4:56 AM Hi Brandy, this is one beautiful scribble Brandy. Your wonderful lines paint such vivid imagery, a living canvas in the mind. In a piece of so many beautiful lines, I wouldn't want to pick out a few as standouts, because the whole piece is a standout. A poetic gem, an excellent write. A Fave. Have a wonderful weekend. Hugs....Mike. XX Brandy Nicole January 26, 2019 at 1:20 PM Thank you Mike! I appreciate your thoughts. It is very kind of you to place this in your favorites. :) Your lovely comment brings a smile. Many wonderful blessings to you. ~ Brandy

John Gondolf January 25, 2019 at 10:48 AM I beautiful scribble, Brandy, I like "the rush of freedom as quivering lips thirst for adventure." Thank you for sharing this. John Brandy Nicole January 25, 2019 at 7:38 PM Thank you John. Yes, the rush of freedom is amazing. I appreciate you and your thoughts. :) Brandy

Joseph May January 25, 2019 at 8:57 AM "Quivering lips thirst for adventure"..Beautiful write Brandy.. Brandy Nicole January 25, 2019 at 7:36 PM Yes, indeed!!! And, adventure they shall find. :) Your thoughts bring a smile. Thank you Joseph. ~ Brandy

Vijay Pandit January 25, 2019 at 7:23 AM Every stanza unfolds a feeling..reaching..and achieving. A lovely romantic write, Brandy. Brandy Nicole January 25, 2019 at 7:25 PM Your thoughts are always appreciated. Your support. That feeling of reaching is in this, yet a magnetic pull as well. Succeeding. Yes!! Thank you Vijay for your kind words. :) Brandy

Caren Krutsinger January 25, 2019 at 1:57 AM Exquisitely done, powerfully poetic. Brandy Nicole January 25, 2019 at 7:09 PM Thank you Caren. Your thoughts are appreciated. You are a very talented writer. May your ink always caress the page. :) Brandy

Lawrence Sharp January 24, 2019 at 11:08 PM '...frost has chosen its path...' I love that line... all very beautifully written, Brandy. Brandy Nicole January 25, 2019 at 7:03 PM Yes, when frost makes it way- in moments like this. Rain has an icy chill. Thank you Lawrence. It is very kind of you to say that you love that line. You and your thoughts are appreciated. :) Brandy