From time to time, the sun will set hot on my memories and leave the cooling to a breeze that swings by my house and kicks my front door down just to tickle my lips and call us square, but I bite my lip when I stand in line, self serving at a checkout, juggling … Continue reading Gutting The Apartment Upstairs
Tag: poetry in motion
Light Show
I hope this life decides to be kind to you, I hope it rings your bells and sets off fireworks in your name. I hope you’re a fucking light show. But if my hopes fall short and you are left in the dark, I hope you know you are loved, and I hope you know … Continue reading Light Show
Second Supper
There is thing in my throat, I cough and I hack, and I clear my schedule for every dead-beat dad and long lost survivor of something that is offensive right now, but it still catches; it still wiggles its way into the muck, and it sticks here, right fucking here, between the roof of my … Continue reading Second Supper
Sunflowers
Do you remember that time when we sat together, apart from each other, worlds away? You asked me if it was okay to lay your head in my lap and I told you I would love nothing more than to run my fingers through your dreams and talk about when we could plant our gardens. … Continue reading Sunflowers
Game Night
Lines cut, lines crossed highs hit, friends lost Move left, slither right hands up, blindside Is it all just a game played in good jest, or does luck play a hand in sinking the rest? Is it all just a game determined by fate, or will you be the one left to sit in checkmate? … Continue reading Game Night
Fuck You, Darling
Forgive me, darling. I still struggle to put you into words; how ridiculously arrogant of me. To think I could ever hope to grace this world with your light when all I have to give is empty lines and a devastated heart. Fuck you, darling, for taking my soul when you left. Nicole Lyons 2018
Tell Me Something Beautiful
Tell me how the sunshine felt on your face after you dropped to your knees and swore you could no longer go on. Tell me that the warmth of its rays reached out to warm the tears from your eyes and kiss the cries from your lips. Tell me you found something beautiful in the … Continue reading Tell Me Something Beautiful
