Nicole Johnson

Category: poetry

  • Fading In

    Day in and day out, hope slowly fades out like a candle flickering against the wind. I can’t help but wonder if moving forward is the best thing at this point. Roaming free and unleashed, I can’t seem to find my way back to you. Racing through the desert on…

  • Traveling Bunnies

    The news travels fast My heart nearly leapt from my chest. The thought of leaving this place swiftly tears at me as I look at you for reassurance that we’ll be ok. Your hand against mine and the squeeze of my tendons pressing against one another in this embrace was…

  • Skye pt. 2

    I woke up this morning to the sound of crying. I bolted upright to the sound of silence. I’ve lost you again as if you were suddenly misplaced and not in heaven. The thought of your fragile fingers curled around mine brings me comfort. What kind of woman am I?…

  • Satellites

    The warm gentle breeze gently caresses circular kisses upon her cheek. She gazes upon the sky filled with scattered clouds, Reaching out to embrace them within the palm of her hand. A mind once filled with a field of emptiness surrounded by trees has suddenly been stripped of leaves. A…

  • Wonderland

    The sting of pain that slices through her vein. The blood stained skin brings the guilt of this hatred from within. Quivering lips, not of sadness, but of the lustful rage that begs to be set free past the crimson eyelids of which she sees. A frantic tremor pours over…