I wouldn't call myself a poetry whore, but there is something about a well-placed comma that really revs my engine. © Nicole Lyons 2018
Gently now, wild one. This world can only handle so many storms, and you have struck this one with your lightning and painted the walls of it with your thunder. Gently now, wild one. Let them catch their breath. © Nicole Lyons 2017
Reviewed by Rosie Malezer for Readers' Favorite I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl is an incredible embodiment of emotion, expressed through prose and poetry, and written by Nicole Lyons. The shuddering impact each verse creates in the soul of the reader is profound, dealing in various embattled reactions to situations in … Continue reading Reader’s Favorite Book Reviews – I Am A World of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl
It is empty in here. This place that once felt the fire of falling stars is now cold in his fading light. So I shall invite you in and ask you to bring your wishes, and perhaps the both of us will burst like suns again. © Nicole Lyons 2017
MY BOOK IS OUT!!!!
And sitting at number #1 on Amazon Hot New Releases 10 hours after dropping, thank you all for the love and support. My cold black heart is ever so grateful.
Sudden Denouement Publishing Presents: Nicole Lyons’ New Book –I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl is available now via Amazon.
[I am honored to be part of bringing to the world a new collection of the exquisite poetry of Nicole Lyons. I have discovered so many wonderful souls on this journey, Nicole Lyons has become a wonderful friend, adviser, and mentor to me. It is an amazing privilege to announce this book. Jasper Kerkau]
‘I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl’ written by author and poet Nicole Lyons, is a breathtaking collection of poems that blurs the lines between love and madness. A sorceress of words, Nicole Lyons takes the reader to the edge of the abyss of creativity, sanity, and love, and asks the question, ‘can one survive both a broken heart and a broken mind?’
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There is something in you I am unable to reach, but I feel it. I feel you. I feel your pain, and I feel your light, spilling from cupped palms placed at the foot of unworthy altars. And try as I might, I stretch and I twist to reach you, to empty your hands of … Continue reading Wiping Your Light
I wonder if she thought of me when she cinched her belt, and if she had to punch extra holes in the leather before she did it, and if it was real leather or as fake as we were. I wonder these things, and quickly follow up my wondering with more, like why I am … Continue reading Her Belt