Have I offended you enough? Is today the day when you will type your pedantic verses on the not quite organic paper you were lucky enough to find, buried under last year’s lonely hearts Valentine card stock in a flash Friday two for one sale at Chrissy’s Cuts and dollar bargain free-for-all? Have I offended … Continue reading Have I Offended You?
She peddled her promises, and a story so sad, I gathered angels to sing her praises. Even the devil took a beat to cock his head and listen in admiration. But a hook that high, blazing through the night, could never bring down the sun, so I shrugged my shoulders and the devil laughed when … Continue reading Walking With Angels
I want someone to taste the misery on my lips, someone to sit next to my shattered self-worth and feel the possibility of me becoming beautiful. I want someone who understands that rainy days and misty nights make for splendid scenery, who would build me a home in the middle of an everlasting rainstorm, always … Continue reading Someone
Hold a mirror up to me and I will hold one up to you, and we can kiss your pretty lies and fuck my ugly truth. © Nicole Lyons 2018
Poetry is the loveliest art, it has a wretched way of revealing our own character when we think we are judging the poet's. © Nicole Lyons 2016
It was easy for you, to pack up everything and shove it between our memories, and anything good, I used to be. It was nothing for you, to take and leave without looking back. But I am done pacing pathways down hallways in this empty shell you left behind, and I swear to God, you'll … Continue reading You’ll Look Back
There are many things you can lie your way through; poetry is not one of them. © Nicole Lyons 2017