This was written for Read Write Poem Prompt # 6: Relax Responsibly. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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wind hurls water
slaps the face of the Earth
like a errant, sullen bitch
in loose abandon
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Night Shift DJ In Six Sentences
This Six Sentences piece was written for the “free prompt” on Totally Optional Prompts. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Unseen, he presides over the city at night with a disembodied voice in mellow and bass tones. It snakes through woofers, tweeters, and kickers, becoming chocolate gold flooding the insides of our chariots of choice. He gently teases our ears, wraps around our hearts, and rewards our submission to his seduction with Nina Simone, Sam Cooke, and Stevie Wonder. Many others follow through the night as he keeps us hanging, enraptured, onto a string of black pearls punctuated by golden station IDs, backsells, and frontsells. Painting tonight’s soundtrack as we drive through this electric city, he reminds us to look into each other’s eyes and see stars that rival the ones above us, buried behind tiny pupils. One last summer night has become stamped with his machinations hidden behind soundboards and microphones and buried deep within this city.
Written 9/28/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.
Three White Feathers
Poefusion has a new prompt: Title Tuesdays! I am coming in a day late, but I wrote something for it. This week’s title was “Three Feathers Fall A Heart”. I wrote a chain of Fibs for this prompt.
Don’t know what a Fib is? According to Wikipedia, it is a “an experimental Western poetry form, bearing similarities to haiku, but based on the Fibonacci sequence”. It is a six-line form with twenty syllables total – the syllable breakdown is 1/1/2/3/5/8. For more info heck out Wikipedia’s entry, this article, and the blog of Gregory K. Pincus.
Enjoy….
-Nicole
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three
white
feathers
fall to earth
shed by an angel
on his way to face his judgment
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The Worst Advice That I Have Ever Received
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;
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River Song
You and me and the river made three,
A summer’s baptism under moonlight:
I’ve never forget that August night. Continue reading
To The Musician
Wrap safety and caution around you, for
Girls and women may intertwine
Your fingers, easy as those vibrant strings.
Do you play their heart’s harp, sublime?
