Tag: Brittany Hill

  • ‘The Storm’ , by Rainbow Reed

    The Storm “On granite rock, The woman sat. Damp hair trickled down her back, Azure highlights glimmering, Golden curls shimmering. Seaweed sparkled; waving wildly White foam horses rear and pound, Surging through the rocky mound. Crashing against the sleeping stone. Woman sits and Stares alone.   Black cloud glares, Fog horn blares, Lightning screams across…

  • Experimenting with new poetry on poethead

    I  have decided to inaugurate a new poetry section on the blog, which will be happening on the first Saturday of every month in the saturday woman poet category of Poethead. The first poem, Nine, by Brittany Hill will be followed in March by another poet’s work. I hope to keep this up until summer, when…

  • ‘Nine’, by Brittany Hill

    Nine  She hides her heartache with a touch of wine. She drinks the red, not white, its hearty taste; And tells the world, her friends, that she is fine, But knows that her expression can’t confine The fact that she is dying: life’s a waste. She hides her heartache with a touch of wine, It…