Nicole Johnson

Category: poetry

  • Silent Blooms

    Silent Blooms

    Day after day I pray for good news. A sign of life’s presence past the toxicity brewing in here. One foot in front of the next, She postures– Feathers smoothed as the sun peeked through. Moving toward the Magnolia tree, Branches stretched, With late blooms reaching their peak. I’ve sat…

  • Box for Two

    Box for Two

    Her head slid down the side of the glass The coolness of nature firmly pressed into the back of her neck She lay perplexed. Her face pained, Afraid to release the sounds that caused this tremor. She gazed out the window, Watched the cars whizzing down the freshly paved street.…

  • Fish-eyed lens

    She rose on the right side this morning Told herself it would be a masterful day. She wiped the sleep from her eyes Tuned down the toxic noise that tried to slink under her skin. One look in the mirror and the cracks reappeared. The tape beveled and the trolls…

  • Exhale

    We’ve waited for the day for the world to know that we are free. For the people to see that we are not your property. Bags of seed to beat and bloody. We’ve raised our children to obey you. So they grow old enough to educate themselves too We’ve been…

  • Blaze

    Late at night, when the world is asleep, My mind races through your hoops. My chest rises and falls with each exasperated breath. I can’t breathe without you. The sun accompanies morning coffee The moon brightens darkened hallways Entangled within this web Strand after silky strand, They weave themselves around…

  • Go the distance

    I want to think of you like a warm breeze Free flowing and happy. Our last words to not be filled with anger But thinly veiled fear. I want to see you in my dreams A vision so sweet. The little thin lines at the corners of your eyes Forever…

  • Davey Jone’s Locker

    She couldn’t see. Blinded by an ocean of rage and ache. No longer equipped to fight the current in this state.

  • Liberation

    It’s happening againThis pounding within my chest Feet cemented to the groundWe watched the earth reset. My body tensed,Waiting for the impact. The waves took us both under.We sunk deeper and deeper beneath the surface. I have never felt more free.

  • Civil unrest

    The sun is at its peak in the skyNot sure what came of the time. The crows created a nest in the trees,While I wiped away the last semblance of hope from my cheeks. Racing through hoops of unrest.The rioting,The looting,Protestors chanting, “I can’t breathe. Don’t shoot!” Deep inside, I…

  • This ‘ole tree

    I love the way that you touch me. My mind and body buoyed to the sea Tethered to the anchor of forbidden fruit. We are at a standstill and I’m ready for the scenic route Listen to the sound of the music playing in the background. Ready to take a…