Shed blood disappears into hot, harsh sand - but not from their memories.
Written 7/14/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
Posts Tagged ‘memory
14
Jul
American Sentence #5
13
Jul
Memphis
This chain of regular and reverse hay(na)ku was written for Poefusion’s Monday Mural Prompt (the mural is above). Enjoy.
-Nicole
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one
night I
had a dream
I walked the
streets of
Memphis
Continue reading ‘Memphis’
11
Jul
Summers Juxtaposed
This was a sedoka written for Read Write Poem Prompt #35: “fun in the sun” (NOT!). Here is my take. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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released from the jaws
of school, time was now my own
to sculpt summer freedom with
twenty years later
loneliness wraps around me
in emptied, silent school halls
Written 7/11/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
06
Jul
Exit
This was written last month, but I thought it fit in with the “Through A Window” prompt on One Single Impression. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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the girl squirms around in the back seat of
her daddy’s eighty-six taurus to watch out of
the back windshield disappearing palm trees
and green leaves, verdant dots and dashes
Continue reading ‘Exit’
This, thought not written for today’s Meme Express prompt, ended up fitting in with the prompt’s theme, “forgetfulness” - a nice instance of coincidence…or did I pick up on something universal in the air? I don’t know. This triple sonnet was namely written as a poetic reaction to Patricia Smith’s poem, “Building Nicole’s Mama”.
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My name is Nicole. I am not the same
rusty-kneed little girl with braid ends sealed
by fire who asked you how to reclaim
her dead mother through words, how to reveal
Continue reading ‘An Open Letter to Patricia Smith’
30
Jun
The Old Tree
This chained lune was written for Poefusion’s Monday Mural, based on the above image. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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The old tree was dying,
her wood drying
as ancient life left her.
Continue reading ‘The Old Tree’
26
Jun
Summer, 1995
This was written for the “Summer” prompt at Totally Optional Prompts. I thought I would try a cinquain form for this one. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Summer
brought to me its
heavy heat and blurred smells
swimming through the thick, humid ocean
of air. Continue reading ‘Summer, 1995′
04
Jun
Desert
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 ‘Desert’
26
Apr
Haiku, 4/20/08
Girls on bicycles
And jump ropes remind me of
Nineteen eighty-nine
Written 4/20/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
18
Mar
To A Girl
This was written about the girlfriend of an acquaintance. We’d barely met, but his story of her was so spectacular that it was hard not to notice and not to feel anything at all. After this, I began to think - and realize - that her personal struggle is not unlike my own. So for her, I wrote “To A Girl”. Enjoy.
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You say you want to make memories,
Holding photographs inside your head – for you,
Sweet and black tinged, pink and mood indigo.
02
Mar
Arizona, Remembered
Red rocks stand in regiment lines
Against God’s painted skies;
For desert beauty my mind’s eye pines,
For canyons wrinkled like the wise
And grand rouge stands in childhood eyes.
His paintbrush dances on rocky faces -
I yearn for those exquisite places.
02
Mar
Good Morning
Fog floats gray in morning skies
Barely have strength to open my eyes
Coffee’s aroma bids me to rise
Good morning
02
Mar
Becoming Watson
“I found a clue,” he’d say as he
Would pick up yet another object and
Inspect it under his magnifying glass
With the canary yellow handle.
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