Briana Renn Poems

Tree branches sway oh so slightly
Sweet flowers lazily drift on the light breeze
Immense emerald hills way off in the distance
Stunning jade grass bends in the wind
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I emerge from the slithering vague,
My weeps sprinkle placid droplets to the atmosphere,
And sometimes, I outburst like a bundle of plague,
All the way, I tinkle the saturating hemisphere.
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I may not be skinny
I may not be beautiful
I may not be genius
But I am me
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