Nadia Brown

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She said there were no bells,
only her clam hands
and fretful feet rattled in the eve.
The sirens would not go off
...

I've gotten use to broken things,
even now to hear rage slice through doors
portrays a semblance of normalcy.
The brunt of your fist pelting my spine
...

Nadia Brown Biography

Nadia Janice Brown was born in Queens, New York and currently resides in Miami, Florida. Born to Jamaican immigrants, Nadia grew up with five siblings including NFL player, Kareem Brown. She is the founder of Author & Book Promotions and have worked with authors worldwide. Having no formal training as a writer, she learned to write poetry by reading Psalms from the Bible. The book's title was inspired by Joel Osteen, the pastor of the Lakewood Church in Houston, Texas. In 2005, Unscrambled Eggs received the Poetry Book of Merit Award from The American Authors Association. Nadia most enjoy reading and writing poems that informs, offers value, add depth and gives meaning to the daily lives of readers. Her articles and poetry have been published in national and international poetry journals, magazines and online news publications. Visit her websites at www.nadiajanicebrown.com and www.author-promotions.com)

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There Were No Bells

She said there were no bells,
only her clam hands
and fretful feet rattled in the eve.
The sirens would not go off
nor did her knees faint
from the tie-dye of bliss.
She felt no quakes,
no bumble bees,
no panic sharks reeling
in the pint of her belly.
Not once did her shoelace hair
curl like ringlets.
Not once did she hear bells.

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