Remember This

I will unwrap all of me
and lay myself naked
at your door,
but remember this:
I will bite back.
With every promise
you have broken
and every lie
you have told,
I will bite back.
But if you would meet me,
naked and aching,
I would give back every promise
I have broken
and swallow every lie
I have told.
I would give back,
everything I have sworn
and the little I have left,
to the one brave enough
to bare their filthy soul
next to mine.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

I Won’t Always Be Me

I won’t always walk gently.
Sometimes I will stomp, and I will rage,
and my footsteps will shake
the mountains of love
you have heaped upon my earth.
I won’t always speak kindly.
Sometimes I will spit, and I will scream,
and the venom from my tongue will poison
the oceans of love
you have brought to my shores.
I won’t always live passionately.
Sometimes I will hide, and I will cry,
and the blackness from my soul will darken
the gardens of love
you have planted at my door.
I won’t always be me.
Sometimes I will be the very thing
I have been fighting against,
and it will swallow me, and it will laugh,
and I will climb out of the depths of it all
to meet you gently, and kindly,
and passionately again.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

 

 

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It Never Heard That

I don’t want to remember exactly how I was or who I was before you,
and I know that isn’t what this world wants to hear,
but it never listened to the beat of my broken heart
or caught the pain in my eyes anyway.
It never heard the way I hated myself when dawn hit my window
and sliced its way through the mountains of maybe next time
I won’t hurt myself, but for now just cut these colours
easy enough to taste something less bitter than I am.
It never heard that. It never listened to the way I could gulp and howl
under the light of a full moon, a new moon, of any moon,
of a sick and sculpted summer moon that hung above the grime
I pretended not to notice. It never heard that. It never listened
to my voice calling out from the dark when every last light in me
had been dimmed, it never came to chase the shadows or the monsters
that waited to lunge the second the lights went out.
It was never there to shine hope into my darkened heart or hear the cries
of my soiled soul. It never heard that. I never knew that silence
with you whispered the most extraordinary tales, and sitting
in the way of sunsets with you shifted the ugly inside of me,
and burst beautiful rays into the dark of my eyes.
I don’t want to remember who I was when I was without you,
but I do, and I will, and perhaps remembering how cold it was in the dark
will never let me forget how I can hear the warmth in the light.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

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Reader’s Favorite Book Reviews – I Am A World of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl

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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 life and its complexities. Whether the subject be conveying one’s faith, promiscuity, temptations in life or broken hearts, each verse shakes you emotionally, as it reaches inside and tinkers with the many different experiences and aspects of a person’s existence.

Never before have I read poetry on such a large scale of extreme raw emotion. I was able to feel and relate to the pain of Nicole Lyons as she expressed so many variances in her life, up to the point of waiting for the impact of death to take place. The violations of a human body and soul were also felt, bringing back some very painful moments in my own life, all of which were expressed so fully in the pages of I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl. Whether Nicole draws each verse from experience or imagination, the talent which shines through each page is intense, almost to the point of it blinding the reader in a lyrical depiction of pain, heartache, disaster and emotional invasion.

Two poems snagged my interest in particular: Turning Goodbye came across as a final message left on a tombstone or epitaph, whereas Impetus draws upon the raw emotion of a tidal pull. I wholeheartedly recommend I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl to lovers of poetry over the age of 15 years, and look forward to adding it to my bookshelf at home, filled only with incredible works in literature.

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Reviewed by Sarah Stuart for Readers’ Favorite

I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl is a compilation of over a hundred freestyle poems that express feelings we can all recognise to some degree. Nicole Lyons’ writing is nothing less than poetic art that delves deep into the psyche of a girl swinging from the extremes of passionate sexual love to the suicidal thoughts of a lover rejected. Nicole Lyons is a woman of few words; despite the length of this collection and the complexity of the subject matter, few poems are long, but those that are shine out with an undeniable brilliance. Does the “she” featured throughout survive, or are these words, which comprise The Draw, her epitaph engraved in stone? “Some souls were never meant to be content.”

Readers will discern the cleverness of Freight Train, a dip into a suicidal mind, the analogy to a boat aground in Bursting Pure and Blooming, and the rightness of the title Three Sheets to Forever. Personally, I loved I Have Surrendered on this Night, the suspension of worries in dreams, and Yes, I Remembered You, unforgettable for this beautiful line: “a thousand wild stallions carried my pulse around the mountains of my bones”. My favourite of the short poems scattered throughout was Little Black Dress; fourteen words sum up all the doubt and longing to impress that ubiquitous garment implies. Nicole Lyons’ I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl demands a place in the heart, and bookcase, of poetry lovers all over the world.

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Reviewed by Joel R. Dennstedt for Readers’ Favorite

Although, considering the perspective of her work, Nicole Lyons might smirk cynically at being called a major gifted talent, her collection of poetry, I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl places her as such with no trace of uncertainty or equivocation. There is no doubt she earns such poetic respect for her peerless ability to communicate, clearly and precisely, the deepest sufferings of life, but also leaves no doubt she has endured them first. No one could talk like this purely by imagination.

I have been covered
in easy kisses
from uneasy lips
and I know I
smell weary again.
***
My life can be boiled down
to nothing more than
a series of tracks hauling
freight trains filled with intensity,
and me, the ultimate train wreck,
just itching to play chicken.

In every poem included in I Am A World Of Uncertainties Disguised As A Girl, Nicole Lyons creates a beautiful continuity of rhythm, sound, meaning, and intensity. In turn, while accessible poetry is a true rarity, either sacrificing depth for shared understandings, or worse, using false obscurities to imply such depth, Lyons retains an almost suffocating emotional consciousness without sacrificing the familiar. And, perhaps most courageous for a poet seeking serious validation, she unerringly applies a ruthless conciseness to her creations that is apt to be mistaken for simplicity. Her poems are not simple. They are simply devastating.

And sometimes these words,
they save me, but sometimes,
most times, they kill me,
syllable by fucking syllable,
they rip me to shreds.

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A Cosmic Disappointment

I drink

and I scream

and I curse the stars,

and still you are here,

blaring in my fucking veins.

Nicole Lyons 2017

Most Days

I don’t know if I will ever

know the truth of us,

and what could have been,

what should have been,

what will never be.

But I do know I loved you

and I think you may

have loved me too,

and most days

that is enough.

Nicole Lyons 2017

Robbing Air

I don’t want to live this life anymore,
but you are pinks and deep hues,
the tangerine clouds behind sunsets
that giggle and puff themselves
into the shape of my mother,
when she slouched proudly
against the cupboards that robbed my air.
You are the pink of her that opened
the doors on their mothers
getting busy with our uncles,
and the red screeching from a pillowcase
bursting with the Siamese kittens they drowned.
You are deep hues and an ugly reminder
of small towns and smaller minds,
stroked once and cut twice
from a life, we are all running from.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

I Know You Too

I know you know me.
By the ache
in your bones
and the pulse
in your veins,
you know me,
and God help you,
I know you too.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

Pandering

Sometimes I feel as if
I am pandering to savages,
sealing my soul and selling it
for an innocent kiss
or a quick fix.
And then I push and I shove,
and I make my way
to the front of the line
to buy it all back
from the wasted souls
who look an awful lot like me.

© Nicole Lyons 2017