.....rides

.....rides

A Poem by brianna vega

wind in my face

im going to win the race

chasing after the beautiful music you play

not usually my original taste

but its beautiful all the same

sleeping streets

golden lights

all the worlds beneath our feets

rotating with the sheep

 

© 2012 brianna vega


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I like the imagery in this one, more than anything else. It's got a slightly off-balance feel to it, too--like a stream that, for a bare heartbeat, flows uphill. It's really refreshing, because it's not formula--not standard-issue poetry, I mean. Nice

Posted 13 Years Ago


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brianna vega

13 Years Ago

thank you. i like to make people stumble and reread lines sometimes when a poem flows too much i fee.. read more



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I like the imagery in this one, more than anything else. It's got a slightly off-balance feel to it, too--like a stream that, for a bare heartbeat, flows uphill. It's really refreshing, because it's not formula--not standard-issue poetry, I mean. Nice

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

brianna vega

13 Years Ago

thank you. i like to make people stumble and reread lines sometimes when a poem flows too much i fee.. read more
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Absolutley stunning. From the theme to the slightly off beat single line that hightens the poem. Superb work. Enough to take the breath away. WHich it duly did.

Posted 13 Years Ago


brianna vega

13 Years Ago

I appreciate your reviews i hate when i get views and no thoughts on my pieces.
EMF

13 Years Ago

I'd have given more but a) it blew me away and b) I'm at work and trying to fit in around customers... read more

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Added on August 17, 2012
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brianna vega
brianna vega

city of lost angels, CA



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