daydreaming

Jasper Kerkau – phenomenal!

The Writings of Jasper Kerkau

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day dreaming

The sun slashes the earth with a red hue, banishing ill will and tight yawns. Young thoughts wane as the hot air pours in from nowhere, driving away the past. There is something better. A casual thought, a slight hope poured out of a life cut from the bone, splashed and burned with a dizzy reluctance. This all feels so new, but it has happened before. I have been here, kneaded like clay, exposed to the fire and wind. The lush life, an aberration. How I yearn for emancipation, a break from the heavy tongued blackouts that stunned blank faces. Surely I am better than this. I will write a memory with a happy ending, small laughter and a long kiss. There is a virus in my heart. Burden after burden, these days don’t have to be this long. I wash the feet of the moon, eat hours…

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Sharp- A Weyward Sisters Collaboration

Those Sisters have some fiery words today

A Global Divergent Literary Collective

I am playing with knives
again
sharpening them
lovingly
against brown leather strap
admiring the way
hair splits cleanly
upon the well-honed edge
(Christine E. Ray)

Listen!
Sounds like a violin–
fine strings ‘gainst steel bow
I play concerto
splitting hairs
(Kindra M. Austin)

I’m trimming those frayed ends
sharpening those
pointy convictions
giving them a sharp edge
a serrated opinion,
ready to pierce you
where it hurts you more
(Megha Sood)

Cold steel on skin,
I blossom,
stare down the line
take aim
at friend, foe and fortune
with my throwing knives;
multiply and divide,
split and survive.
(Kristiana Reed)

I like a razor
but xyraphi sings to me
of shreds, edges, ends
sweeter than any cutlery.
An x is an eraser,
that’s why I draw it long
to keep it clean and short
and shave me complication.
Oh, how…

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Now Available: Nicole Lyons’ Blossom and Bone

Thank you to SD for making my dreams my reality!

Go and grab you a copy!

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Sudden Denouement Publishing is thrilled to announce that Nicole Lyons stunning third book of poetry, Blossom and Bone, has been officially released.

Praise for Blossom and Bone:

“A beautifully crafted work of art that will punch you in the
face with its gritty realism before soothing your wounds with
elegant prose, thought provoking lines, and sublime imagery.”
– Samuel Decker Thompson, author of Our Fucked Up Hearts

“Lyons is connecting on a primal level here, all the while brilliantly
splitting herself along dual lines. She draws an effortless
parallel between desire to live and acceptance she cannot beat
death.”
– Nicholas Gagnier, author of Leonard The Liar

“I knew from the first page that Blossom and Bone would rekindle
the love affair I had with ‘HUSH’ and ‘I am a World of
Uncertainties Disguised as a Girl’. Lyons words lasso and then
cajole your heart. Old or new…

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Blossom and Bone – The Book Trailer

Thank you to Dena Daigle of Phoenix Ascended for creating this stunning trailer for Blossom and Bone, I freaking love it! Enjoy you guys, and then go and love Dena up!     Purchase your copy of Blossom and Bone here  

Blossom and Bone – an Advanced Review by Candice Louisa Daquin

Blossom and Bone / by Nicole Lyons Reviewed by Candice Louisa Daquin Blossom and Bone (Sudden Denouement Press, 2018) is Lyons' third collection of poetry and even with the title Lyons has already said a myriad of things which is one of her signature qualities as an author, she can truly ‘say it’ often using … Continue reading Blossom and Bone – an Advanced Review by Candice Louisa Daquin

The Loss in Us- Oldepunk and Lois E. Linkens

OP and Lois bring the fire!
Damn, I love this piece.

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Life passes, unfettered by the loss in us
I want to touch the echo of you with hands
time has counted twice
Morning’s claw does rive mine empty mind
From dreams more full
And coloured than time aware.
arid fantasy does drift away
to morning dew upon lip of leaf,
to glisten in rays of layered gold
We are creatures on a strange ship
In a curious place. See – the island lies,
All life and shade, its green banks 
Like shiny apples on a ghostly tree.
behold the Fleece hangs dimly
upon crippled limbs, brittle coppers
casting what little light they may
comforts aplenty beseech us to shore
It had once known splendour, too.
The jewelled hands of kings did brush
It’s ‘chanted thread. 
And so it seems, we none of us
Have waged with Time and won.
A parade of somber gaiety
These feeble celebrations deem us…

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Advance Review: Blossom and Bone by Nicole Lyons

Thank you to Nicholas for this awesome advanced review of my next book.

FVR Publishing

DlYJnBpU4AAQkkhOf all the poets I follow on social media and within my own literary collective, few if any speak to me on a personal level like Nicole Lyons does. While I may like and encourage many others, who post inspiring tidbits and heartbroken salvos, flirting with their darkness; Lyons full-on embraces hers in every barb and line break.

Reviewing her previous book, I Am a World of Uncertainties Disguised as a Girl, I felt a bit out of place. It had all the idiosyncrasies and charm I’ve come to expect of her work, but the overarching theme made me feel like I was watching a music festival for free outside the gates and then expecting to have a credible opinion on it.

This is not the case with Blossom and Bone. As someone who has flirted with my own mortality the last couple years, Lyons is connecting on…

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