There are little deaths
in every bit of remembering,
and all of the forgetting.
The truth is I don’t know
if I should bleed for you,
or for me.
© Nicole Lyons 2016
Little Deaths
There are little deaths
in every bit of remembering,
and all of the forgetting.
The truth is I don’t know
if I should bleed for you,
or for me.
© Nicole Lyons 2016
Rhymes and Reasons
Sunshine on Razor Wire: perspectives from "inside"
presented by Kindra M. Austin
the maiden, mother and caffeinated crone
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
Made me sigh Nicole– beautiful and full of longing and wistfulness.
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Beautiful
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Thank you
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Simple and true, many of them.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
From Nicole, small poem with big meaning
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Wow really stunning
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This almost slipped through the cracks. Glad I just noticed this. I love your short works. It is really hard to pull off and you do as good of a job as anyone I know. This is a wonderful work by one of my favorite poets!
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