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sbrown39.bsky.social
Sunny Brown
@sbrown39.bsky.social
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Amateur poetry
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Portland, Oregon
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Day #62 of writing a poem per day

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December 14, 2025 at 1:59 AM
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Day #61 of writing a poem per day

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December 14, 2025 at 1:58 AM
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Day #60 of writing a poem per day
Honey Mustard

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December 11, 2025 at 5:17 PM
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Day #59 of writing a poem per day

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December 11, 2025 at 5:17 PM
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Day #58 of writing a poem per day #poetry
December 8, 2025 at 11:47 PM
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Day #57 of writing a poem per day

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Time seems to move faster and faster Even the seconds come by quicker than I remember When I was younger I thought I'd feel older when I got older But now I am Older And I don't feel very different now To how I felt when I was 6 Sure, I've grown And I know a whole lot more But I still don't feel like I've changed Crossed the established threshold From little girl to woman
December 8, 2025 at 11:42 PM
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Day #56 of writing a poem per day

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Time seems to move faster and faster Even the seconds come by quicker than I remember When I was younger I thought I'd feel older when I got older But now I am Older And I don't feel very different now To how I felt when I was 6 Sure, I've grown And I know a whole lot more But I still don't feel like I've changed Crossed the established threshold From little girl to woman
December 8, 2025 at 11:41 PM
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Day #53 of writing a poem per day

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December 5, 2025 at 11:13 PM
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Day #55 of writing a poem per day

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grapefruits were falling giant red ripe grapefruits the size of your head we were children all 5 of us running the sun was shining we could hear people laughing but we were stuck in a forest full of enormous grapefruit trees terrified for our lives
December 5, 2025 at 11:06 PM
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Day #54 of writing a poem per day

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lused to race their car to the street corner I'd use every ounce of strength my little body could muster they'd let me win of course and then wave goodbye and before walking back home I would stand and watch their car until it was gone then I'd wait in silence a few moments longer just in case they d decided to turn around My walk back to the house would be slow every step eating a little bit at me and my head would hang low turning back a few times because maybe they'd come for me scoop me up and take me to my real home to stay with them forever they never did
December 5, 2025 at 11:04 PM
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Day #52 of writing a poem per day

Idk I kinda pulled this one out of my butt for today’s

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December 2, 2025 at 3:05 AM
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Day #51 of writing a poem per day

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I washed my mother's pale blue dress I washed it with my red dress too I let the light from the sun poor in As the soap and the water seeped through I scrubbed and I scrubbed 'til süds came red And my hands had a pinkish hue When I wrung them out and set them to dry I saw my mother's dress and I knew I would rue this day I ruined My mother's blue dress
December 1, 2025 at 12:30 AM
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Day #50 of writing a poem per day

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I'm back out of my trance when someone sheepishly compliments me The night - the conversations - the whole world could've carried on without me forever But I'm shutting the lid of the piano with my heavy hands All the dreams and hopes of a crazy little girl are shut in with the keys
December 1, 2025 at 12:27 AM
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Day #49 of writing a poem per day
Black Widow, a silly poem
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I am a spider woman You're a son of man Come into my web And you'll see things That will make you think that you're mad Give me your hat And I'll let down my hair I'm sorry for the mess There's people in there Please take a drink sir And do take a seat Just let yourself slip into A deep deep sleep Don't make me angry I like to bite I'll have you for dinner
December 1, 2025 at 12:18 AM
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Day #48 of writing a poem per day

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can't sleep Crazy brain keeps me awake I'm beyond exhausted But my mind can't find rest My stomach churns the food I had for dinner Too fast! too fast! It's like a tornado Naupea invading a fabricated picture of a homestead in my mind I would like to be in a one-man self-sustained home Just a world away from anyone else Then I might feel safe and sound And the creepy crawling thoughts wouldn't overcome My body's desire to sleep
November 26, 2025 at 2:18 AM
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Day #46 of writing a poem per day

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November 24, 2025 at 4:46 AM
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Day #45 of writing a poem per day

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An old room in my dad's house My hand feels small as I turn the doorknob I look for the binder of lined paper There are files splayed on the floor - which is just concrete The studded walls are dirtied with mud and dark liquid splattered Remnants of lost mothers hang in the closet Hats, knit sweaters waiting to be mine Sure to be eaten up by moths by the time I grow big enough to wear them But I take my time in this sour room Time has stopped in here My father, reality waiting outside can feel as fiction as a picture book if I move slow enough And let the quiet seep into me so l am not really living, but a thing in this room The only room in the house that isn't covered in memories that talk so loudly my ears feel like bleeding The only moving thing now is the dust particles Floating like stars in a galaxy lit by the sun On her way behind the hill you can see out the window
November 23, 2025 at 3:45 AM
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Day #44 of writing a poem per day

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November 22, 2025 at 4:10 AM
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Day #43 of writing a poem per day

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Molly's got the sun waiting for her to get home So she walks as fast as she can to not end up alone on the street She skips past all the worker bees still hard at labor She's on her own time now, but never really free The street smells of death, a cigarette can cure that Lonely, she pretends not to be in the world she's in
November 21, 2025 at 2:45 AM
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day #41 of writing a poem per day

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November 18, 2025 at 11:20 PM
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Day #40 of writing a poem per day

More like a short story of a memory from when I worked in a school
November 18, 2025 at 11:19 PM
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Day #39 of writing a Poem per day

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November 17, 2025 at 5:58 PM
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day #38 of writing a poem per day

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November 16, 2025 at 6:57 AM
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day #37 of writing a poem per day

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Some time ago You saw a slug on paper But he was lifeless You won’t see him coming again Only drywall sticking to the roof of your mouth In little crumbles Will remind you Of that memory The same genre of disgust An oddity it is Not making sense Yet you’re weeping silent on the floor All the same
November 15, 2025 at 2:15 AM
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day #35 of writing a poem per day

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Harsh is the Lord on the soul of those weighing their pockets down with riches and ruin terrible eyes and discolored faces holding the light too far above themselves The people holding too fast to the words of a king who often takes off his crown to take a bath in the thoughts of someone addicted to themself The people walking too fast off a cliff made of clouds and only then realizing they've been falling to the ground None, but a fool with a heart can see None but a fool Sees the king is a man for himself
November 12, 2025 at 3:55 AM