This was written for the Matinee Muse prompt “Guardian” on Writer’s Island…and as a poetic reaction to “Stranger” and “To The Stranger”. Since I wrote the first two poems, I wondered how the mysterious big city import would respond to the speaker…and wrote this as his response in a hay(na)ku chain. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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division -
my heart
cleaved in two
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This poem was written for Read Write Poem Prompt #33: Wordplay is the New Black. We were encouraged in this word limiting exercise to find a way to compose poems out of a limited number of words. Some possibilities included: Shufflewords, taking words out of a book, using random words flying around in one’s brain. I devised my own way, which was to limit myself to words founds in the lyrics of R.E.M.’s third album, Fables of the Reconstruction. I used the lyrics available at Kipp Teague’s RetroWeb site and wrote a hay(na)ku chain. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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light
open-armed
haloed garden colors
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This was written for both this week’s Three Word Wednesday Prompt (the words: shake, spontaneous, and rumor) and as a second poem for the “questionable” prompt over at Writer’s Island. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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lithe
fine-boned
ethereal blond stranger Continue reading
This was written for a Writer’s Island prompt, “Questionable” and was inspired by this post on the Diva Muse’s blog about the term MILF. Enjoy.
-Nicole
Why
is female
sexuality a division, Continue reading
This was written for two of this week’s Writer’s Island prompts (Coercion and Awakening) and was inspired by this post on The Diva Muse’s Blog (allthingsbootylicious.com) as well as experiences from my own adolescence. I wrote this in a hay(na)ku chain. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Roses
don’t open
before their time; Continue reading
This poem was written off of this week’s One Single Impression prompt, which is permanence (or transience). It was inspired by a post on the Ideas Exchange blog about a prancing crow that Robert by providence captured on film. I suggest you visit his blog, read the post, and look at the photo he caught of the crow – it is awesome.
-Nicole
you
prance for
me, gentle raven
this
moment, transient
by very nature
becomes
permanent by
my digital camera
your
obsidian feathers
forever firmly fixed
your
prancing pictured
in photographic pixels
Written 6/15/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
Stumble It!
“Hush” was featured today as the Daily Poem on Poetry Friends. To read “Hush”, visit:
http://poetryfriends.blogspot.com/2008/06/poem-by-nicole-nicholson.html
-Nicole
This was was written for Read Write Poem Prompt #31 – Write a poem where you are being told a story. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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mama
said, your
grandpa died fighting Continue reading
This was also written off of prompt #9 on Scott Wood’s journal – begin a poem with “It wasn’t like him” as the first line. Here’s what I came up with – another chained hay(na)ku. (Am I working those chained hay(na)kus lately or what?) Anyway, enjoy.
-Nicole
It
wasn’t like
him at all
to
cry, to
shed one tear Continue reading
This poem comes from prompt #9 on Scott Wood’s journal – “Write a poem about the worst advice you ever got”. This is the result – a chained hay(na)ku about some bad advice my aunt (yes, the notorious one, for those who know) gave me in high school. Implied and unspoken advice, no less. Anyway, enjoy.
-Nicole
The
worst advice
I ever received
was
to let
the man make
the
first move;
in other words, Continue reading
I wrote a second poem for this last week’s Read Write Poem Prompt (which was to take a poem in one form and rewrite it in another form). I took “Arizona, Remembered”, originally written as three stanzas of rhyme royal, and turned it into a Hay(na)ku chain. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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God’s
paintbrush danced
in Arizona’s desert -
sand
was a
pale peach canvas Continue reading
This is a poem for this week’s Read Write Poem prompt. This week the prompt was to take a poem written in one form and rewrite it in another. I chose “Katie, Bar The Kitchen Door”, originally a Chaucerian roundel, and rewrote it as a hay(na)ku chain. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Iraq
is calling;
will he return?
Grandmother
sheds tears
when he goes;
he
will come
back with scars.
Written 6/2/08
©2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
