Nicole Marie : Writing

october thrush

october thrush

A Poem by Nicole Marie


what a foolish thing, I say, to guess about that nature, the sensual fuss of lush decay; the décor in the autumn flesh, heavy jingle ..
The Grieving Process  (Part II)

The Grieving Process (Part II)

A Poem by Nicole Marie


I do not know how to let go Your death follows me like A swarm of bees So loud, I cannot stand it So close, I cannot flee Like a backdrop pa..
i don't know what to title this yet

i don\'t know what to title this yet

A Poem by Nicole Marie


love sucks and this poem isn't finished
things that stand tall at night

things that stand tall at night

A Poem by Nicole Marie


this happened and it sort of stayed in my head for days
Patterns

Patterns

A Poem by Nicole Marie


as the ginormous hands cup me and lift me (I slide throught their lines) and i lose sense of light i stumble from the daze i give out ..
The Grieving Process (Part I)

The Grieving Process (Part I)

A Poem by Nicole Marie


The weeks following your death I know nothing. I count every morning. I lay with two half-shut eyes. I blink. I study the wall The corners. ..
Dream Time Part I.

Dream Time Part I.

A Poem by Nicole Marie


(pushing the curtain aside) suspended moon, I envy your distance. I rest my cheek on my hand, I fold my body, curl my knees and think about h..
The Unsettling Sleep

The Unsettling Sleep

A Poem by Nicole Marie


It wakes me and I rise-- I comprehend the glow of the outside It is Silent. the accurate forms of snow drift and quiver Crusted..
Calling for Armor

Calling for Armor

A Poem by Nicole Marie


it'smerelythemuscle. but to me, it is marble. it is the infant's head, it is the taut balloon, an open slice, the blinded eye. it sings..
The April Production

The April Production

A Poem by Nicole Marie


A springtime piece. Inspired by a day where I put my daily tasks on hold and observed the regrowth of nature. Renewal at its finest. Prime time in the..