Girls on bicycles
And jump ropes remind me of
Nineteen eighty-nine
Written 4/20/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
Tag Archives: memory
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.
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.
Good Morning
Fog floats gray in morning skies
Barely have strength to open my eyes
Coffee’s aroma bids me to rise
Good morning
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.
