This was written for Read Write Word # 17. I have to admit, this gave me a bit of a workout in the vocabulary department. This poem is a little less coherent and more of a “stream of consciousness” poem. What does it look like to you? Let me know – and enjoy.
-Nicole
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saturnine glances
from heavy-lidded eyes
an empty room
no windows
thoughts veer off
a paved desert road
collide with walls
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This was written for two Read Write Poem Prompts this week – Read Write Word # 16 and Read Write Prompt # 74: Hyperlink Your Poetry. I used some of the words in the first prompt and added hyperlinks to some pictures, Wikipedia entries, and other kinds of content for selected words (hence why this is also for the second prompt). Please, look at the links — and feel free to comment and let me know how well (or not) this worked. And as always, enjoy.
-Nicole
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I wonder what this land was before
we carved asphalt lines into Mother Earth’s
face. If I tilt my head and look outside
my window to the green beside
this roadway, I can still see the land
down. I can see
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This poem was written using words from Read Write Word prompt #11. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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You set a book to my ribs.
Night after night I unclasp it
at the mirror’s edge
alphabets flicker and soar.
Write in the light
of all the languages
you know the earth contains,
you murmur in my ear.
This is pure transport.
– Meena Alexander
He reads lines. He reads lines pressed into
his heart from a book pressed into his chest,
the pages filled with magic molded with his
bare hands from tumbling, lucid, luscious words
a long time ago. His book, his lines – but he’d
lost his words when they tumbled out to sea.
He had chased them down, but they had looked back,
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This was written for Read Write Word #9 over at Read Write Poem. I’m on a self-imposed sabbatical of sorts, but I’m slowly coming back — and I’m glad to be coming back. In this spirit, I offer this poem, “Luna”. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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I knew a woman named
Luna
and I fell in love.
I became her mad suitor,
my dilated eyes became drunk
and filled with oceans of her light.
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This chained haiku, though written a little late (due to a wicked case of writer’s block the last couple of weeks) was written for Read Write Word Prompt #7. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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signatures of death:
mirrors turn their reflective
faces to the walls
roses become allies
crimson, lie as sentinels
upon your still chest
blood under your skin
withdrawn into silence – I
speak in tongues of grief
while you wear mists of
the eternal, ancient lake,
I am wearing black
memories yield to
alchemy – reassemble,
and they become you
Written 1/13/09
© 2009 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
This was written for Read Write Word prompt #6 on Read Write Poem. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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prayers in exile
and the rain keeps falling down
little girl, barely a woman
budding breasts too soon, ahead of the clock
wandering
wandering
inside of an envelope of night
unseen, except by the creatures who would
devour her
teachers of hardness, lust, and abandoned prayers
hope gone stale
wandering in endless night
God doesn’t exist here
except in fairy fantasy dreams like a
far-off Santa Claus
grinning, open-armed, yet out of reach
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