#nicole lyons poetry

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I hope that someday when I am gone, someone, somewhere picks my soul up off of these pages and thinks, “I would have loved her.”

Nicole Lyons, HUSH

Dragon Soul

This life hasn’t been easy on me,

I have learned to breathe fire,

and God help any of you

who would ever try

to smother my flames.

-Nicole Lyons

On The Hips of a Hurricane

I could love you less

than storms or anything easy

that I have ever done,

but you, my hard love,

I love you as the moon

loves the tides, pulling

and pushing for one minute only,

for you to see that this life,

that our life, could be

extraordinary on the hips

of a hurricane or riding

the shoulders of a tropical storm.

You and I could devastate worlds,

the way we love each other,

churning and bursting inside

winds that will never kiss our lips.

You are my disaster,

and I will wait forever for you

to decide to ravage my shores.


© Nicole Lyons 2018

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 breaking, and when you stood you took it

all away and carried it home with you.

How else could your soul be this golden?

If you hadn’t stolen the sun to fill your heart,

and cram your pockets with its pure light.

-Nicole Lyons

I still pick at these memories of you. I pick them until they bleed.

-Nicole Lyons

I know,
she is beautiful;
all hot breath
and pretty words,
but she has starved
her demons
for a lifetime now,
and those motherfuckers
are hungry.

Nicole Lyons

Objects In The Mirror

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

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