There is a beast
in me who quakes
to be worshipped.
Its deep rumbling
cracks the temple
of me and I wait
to crumble beneath it.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
A Collection of Madness and Magic
There is a beast
in me who quakes
to be worshipped.
Its deep rumbling
cracks the temple
of me and I wait
to crumble beneath it.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
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Nice imagery and theme. Best wishes today
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Thank you so much
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Hope you’re going well. Followed you because I related to a few things. Going on to lithium in 2002 changed my life with mental health and years of sustained and torturous stress. Over the last 24 years I have had some wonderful health care and guidance, and unfortunately I have been subjected to criminal, diabolical and perverted conduct hijacking the positions in our society that are typically the privilege of quite the opposite.
Living with such a woumd takes a lot of work by the patient and ofren we communicate with a comfort of paradoxes
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There is strength in the beast.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Nicole – a poem – a source of strength?
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Thanks Bob
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Reblogged this on Secret First Draft: A Site of the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective and commented:
Nicole Lyons/The Lithium Chronicles
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Thank you so much
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Powerful image and graphic words. Well done.
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