I Live Days

I live days in defeat,
beaten down
by my own mind
and the lies
it whispers to me.
But I have learned
to put my feet up
and rest easy
on those days.
For without that respite,
I could never dance
wildly when I live days
in the sunshine
of my victories.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

A King Among Kings

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He is a king among kings.
Though our blood channels
different currents, we collide,
and combust inside of eddies.
He is mine, as I am his.
Our roots planted on a summer day,
and fed with cakes, offered to children
who believed themselves, unloved.
Roots fertilized with the vomit
of whys and maybes,
just maybe.
What makes a man?
I used to watch him sleep,
that boy child, left
to fend for himself,
for us all.
Eyes like the moon,
bright and full
of questions, and sights
he never wanted to see.
What is the measure of a man?
At nine, shaking and pulling,
violence away from souls
he worked to keep sweet.
At eleven, tending wounds
and whispering soothing words
born in a mind far wise
beyond his years.
What does make a man,
the heavy step upon those weaker,
or the gentle hand upon the stepped?
He has been both, and a man
no finer I shall find.
He is a king among kings,
but I call him
Brother.

Take me to church

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It was the way
he said my name that
sent shockwaves
through my body.
Sacred.
A hymn on his lips
that could almost
convince God himself
to absolve us
of all of our sins.

© Nicole Lyons 2016

I Could Almost Sparkle-Nicole Lyons/The Lithium Chronicles

I’m thrilled to be on SD today

Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

The truth is I liked the filth of it all.

I was a fucking mess,

but eventually life demanded

cleanliness, and eventually

I could almost sparkle.

Still every now and again I’ll slip,

and cast my shadow to the delight

of the other sparkling messes

afraid of their own.

They cool their heels

and laugh, patting each other

on the backs for shining

so bright that their tiny things

will grow dull. I watch them

from my shadow, wrapped

in the warmth of my cleanest

tiny things that will grow wild

and bright despite the mess of me,

and in that moment,

when their lights fade

and the breeze meets the sweat

on the back of my neck,

in that moment I am clean.


[Nicole Lyons is creator of The Lithium Chronicles, as well as being an editor and writer for Sudden Denouement. As always, we are honored…

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Sym(me)try

He is so brilliant

RamJet Poetry

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so nothing will be left to embrace

the sundering

they say it comes and goes

but for naught

lifeless headlamps

which will break into the oceans

of the love of something that’s burning

on the mother’s unmarked grave

conceptions regress into giant’s toys

that kill in the instant

it takes for life to go bye

leave while their backs are to you

filter thoughts through the skein

of the silence releasing all of the blessings

malformed by lesser words said

feed the symmetry emotion

you are dying every little moment anyway

only open eyes realize

certain aspects ascertain paths

of the ways you feel

having undone the doing

sighs upon size upon rise upon minds

regressing into a soft submission

regarding the small death that can grace

your schedule at any instant, an impromptu meeting

solving the problems that seem the most important dawning

realization that they are the least

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That I know Not To Be Mine

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What is this skin that I am in?
I no longer feel it as my own, for
it is not the same as it once was,
never what it twice was. The souls
that became inside of this skin left
long ago, and mine is lonely and
alone in this foreign place that
I know not to be mine.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

HUSH – a synopsis of my first book.

HUSH written by Nicole Lyons, is a searing collection of poems that takes the reader on an emotional ride, through the tunnel of mental illness and reckless love.

Nicole Lyons’ voice undulates from pain to ecstasy, at breakneck speed. Erotic, soulful and authentic, Nicole has written a raw memoir encapsulated in poems. Stepping off the cliff, delving into HUSH, readers will find themselves breathless and wanting more. -Julie Anderson 

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I Have Surrendered on This Night

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Tonight I will unpack my worries,
tuck them gingerly beneath my pillow
and lay my head upon them
so that they may feel safe.
When I close my eyes against
the violence of racing thoughts
behind them, perhaps it shall see
the red streaking the white of them
and know I have surrendered on this night.
As I sink down into the darkness,
strength drifts out and away from me,
to take first watch at my feet.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

Dropping Hell and Heavenly Shoes

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Don’t tell me that
there is no such thing
as hell when your shoes
are filled with heaven,
you have seen me struggle
with the weight of it.
Come and sit a spell
and let me drop hell
for you to look into
and we will see how quickly
heaven moves you then.

©Nicole Lyons 2017

a Devil and a Deity

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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