Nicole Johnson

Category: poetry

  • Vows

    Never in a million years did I expect to be standing here. Ready to profess my love to someone like you. I knew the moment I saw you, once the sky parted on my pity party, you were the glue. I was depressed that day, and somehow found a reason…

  • Reflection

    As I slowly approach the dirty thirty train, I sit back and think about my life thus far. I expected to be married with a kid or two and finished with my degree in journalism, while working in the field. A minuscule frown forms on my face as I realize…

  • Vows

    I didn’t know what I was missing I’ve lived life with no vision. I was their puppet of non-completion. My heart constricted and the world slipped from my grasp. It displayed across the projector, Like a thornless rose that let true light pass. I’ve woken countless times. Days, weeks, Months…

  • Lost at sea

    If there was a rainbow, it would bore into your soul and remove the demons that enter with a glow.

  • Letter to the flames

    I’ve often dreamt about the day I would leave Bags packed and stacked at the door— I’d walk through the flames nonchalantly.   My brows would furrow from a blind rage, as our home went up in flames. I’d leave in a hurry, cut every corner closely.   I pictured…