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Good morning, Darling. | Dead Brown Bird
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Good morning, Darling. October 11, 2016. October 11, 2016. Creativetarns - Tania Hood. I want to cook eggs in this one really awesome way I know how to, for a girl on a Sunday morning. I want to be that movie scene cliché, where I’m doing this in an oversized shirt and my underwear. And the underwear would be nice – clean and clean looking…. Prepared scrambled dish, turn around to face her and kiss…those….perfectly seasoned lips, turning off elements whilst turning up internal heat;. You are commenting u...
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Pleasure me…asures | Dead Brown Bird
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November 22, 2016. Creativetarns - Tania Hood. Dipped chocolate biscuits into Elderflower tea. Big couches and lots of pillows. Dipped paintbrushes in a stained plastic cup. Long walks and plenty of trees. Dipped feather quill into a digital ink pot. 8230;a forthcoming love. Quiet, relaxing nights. Dipped down underneath duvets. Wide eyes and everlasting energies. No bones about it – a framework. →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:.
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The walk. | Dead Brown Bird
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November 24, 2016. Creativetarns - Tania Hood. A hole in the toe of my shoe shows a hole in the toe of my sock as I walk,. Wondering how u do the voodoo that you do to me. And it’s not pricky like pins…. More like smudges of pleasant across sensitive areas. And they are good sensations. And that makes sense. A hole in the toe of my shoe that shows a hole in the toe of my sock would sometimes worry me….make me think that passersby assume I am not. 8230;that I’m lower level…. But it is only me. November 24...
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A Literate Elation | Dead Brown Bird
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November 6, 2016. Creativetarns - Tania Hood. Words on walls written. Readily readable rhetorical rhyme. Confidential conversations craftily consumed. Enigmatic energies emotionally exhumed. Sensored strobes stare into his soul. Sips of Sauvignon sunk. Drams of delicate Drambui, drunk. Mind melting melodical mime. Tripping up on tipped, turned time. Darkness dwells deep in his dreams. Arriving with artistic arrogance. Listlessly listening to loves language. Harbouring hardened hearts, heated. No bones ab...
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The pigeon in the room | Dead Brown Bird
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The pigeon in the room. November 13, 2016. Creativetarns - Tania Hood. Will you rub my back when I’m feeling tense? Will you hold my hand after making amends? Will you encourage me to keep sipping tea? Will you help me up if I fall to my knees? I once was very much broken. Once, so very rudely outspoken. I once was selfish and unkind,. More than once, lost my shit, my mind. Will you excuse the awful poetry? Will you refuse my negative ‘woe is me! Will you kiss my dirty smokers lips? I AM okay…. February ...
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Of a Thursday | Dead Brown Bird
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June 23, 2016. June 23, 2016. Creativetarns - Tania Hood. I like when the kittens catch and eat a moth in my room. I like when someone cooks but knows I’ve not consumed and tells me to help myself. I like when I wake up before my alarm and feel alive…. I like when Winter leaves flirt past me on my way to work –. Even though I’m fucked off and. Fumbling with headphones within only the. Left earplug operating with a jerk…. I enjoy when people say I make a difference. The 20 change…. Them from now on. You a...
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Off the beaten 8-Track | Dead Brown Bird
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Off the beaten 8-Track. October 25, 2016. October 25, 2016. Creativetarns - Tania Hood. I want my future partner to be a fantastic driver. Or, just to. A driver –. 8230;to drive…. To operate a vehicle that goes places on wheels, with stuff under car seats and in boots,. Food wrappers and spare pairs of shoes,. Off-frequency radio stations and cassettes –. To show me sunsets over beaches,. Night lights from cities through windscreens,. Parked up on a ledge,. By a Boulevard atop a Hill. I want road trips!
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Come to your senses. | Dead Brown Bird
https://deadbrownbird.wordpress.com/2016/06/30/come-to-your-senses
Come to your senses. June 30, 2016. June 30, 2016. Creativetarns - Tania Hood. The sound of this. I need to escape from the reverberated, repeated, ear drummed in negative nonsense. I let ivory keys carry me away to a place that’s calm and wax-lyrically free…. The feel of this. I want to cocoon into mink, to think between Egyptian cotton sheets and duvets quilted by artistic ancestors; let these living bones nestle into a mid-mattress solace. The sight of this. 8211; * *emotionally blind* *. Remind me to...
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Baronecessity | Dead Brown Bird
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July 1, 2016. July 1, 2016. Creativetarns - Tania Hood. Its every girl I’ve lived with…. It’s every woman in power…. It’s every nurturing mother…. It’s every sympathetic shoulder…. It’s every ‘good time’ drinker…. It’s every wizardress of words…. It’s every experimentation…. It’s every curious student…. It’s every kind, warm soul…. Once (But we were better as friends). It’s every gaze I meet –. Your mind cautiously choosing what to say next…. She’s out there…. Come to your senses. Enter your comment here.