Isabel Brianne : Writing

Golden Flowers

Golden Flowers

A Poem by Isabel Brianne


Coping with loss
Waking Sun

Waking Sun

A Poem by Isabel Brianne


Crumbling darkness lay wake to dawnAs the sun slowly woke from slumberRising from the clouds on which she sleptThe reigning silence began to breakEart..
Turn Around

Turn Around

A Poem by Isabel Brianne


Your touch used to whisper over my skinPromising a gentle love that caressed my lips with a sweet songBut that grip tightened and you became an artist..
Where Did It All Go Wrong?

Where Did It All Go Wrong?

A Poem by Isabel Brianne


Everything seems to slip awayAs we sit here with nothing good to sayMy mouth is full of sharp glass and empty pledgesYour words are pointed and jagged..
Drunk Poetry

Drunk Poetry

A Poem by Isabel Brianne


A small poem I wrote at 3:14 in the morning after 12 shots.