Monday, March 23, 2015
A Poem by Dawnell Harrison
Blue-Brazen Turquoise Sky
There's a creaking of wood planks
near the water in this small
Idaho city under a blue-brazen
turquoise sky.
The little flames of perky
red tulips burn in circles and
seduce me with their bloodied lips.
The sweet yellow tulips hush
all that is noisy --
trains full speed ahead
with their line of breath
and hot metal bearing
down on the tracks.
Dawnell Harrison has been published in over 200 magazines and journals including Poetrymagazine.com, Queen's Quarterly, The Fowl Feathered Review, Danse Macabre, Mobius and many others. Also she has had 5 books published entitled, Voyager, The maverick posse, The fire behind my eyes, The love death, and The color red does not sleep.
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