Nicole
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Things Left UndoneA Poem by NicoleI woke this morning and immediatelytripped and fell on parts of yesterday.Parts left undone; parts left unfolded.Like unworn clothes draped over chair.. |
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Our Minds are GodA Poem by NicoleOur minds are God. Regardless of faith, we begin and end with it. Regardless of our dreams and the pillows they fall on. Regardless of our time .. |
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Birthday CelebrationsA Poem by NicoleI’m sick of this yearly fixation...What’s the fascination?There’s not a single decoration.What’s to show up for? -I'vemade no .. |
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LoversA Poem by NicoleWe are nothing more than humble fires;warming only to the touch of a lovers blush. |
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This Fruitful Mass Of CadenceA Poem by NicoleYou have mistaken the sweetness of fruit.You have mistaken its identity with thetaste of its wet skin dripping into a clusterof sugary silk.A weight o.. |
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Prelude To My StoryA Poem by NicoleYou are like the prelude to my story, the punctuation to my end;You enrich me.You walk towards me and I watch the edges of the world blur;You amaze me.. |
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I'll leave the light onA Poem by NicoleA note to myself |
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SailingA Poem by NicoleHe is like a ship I keep trying to sail- across an ocean that soaks me in fear. Holding my fear in his hands, as if my fear were my hands. Ste.. |
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Gypsies’ Ode to the CaravanA Poem by NicoleOh when the cold lurks pastour doors, we gypsies love your heated seats. Stars guide our weary hearts, better yet,headlights show the streets. .. |
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A fan storyA Poem by NicoleLoose papers take flight, and findnew homes to dwell. Flowers huddle together, with new stories to tell. And calendars " Well, their.. |