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Nov 2012 Nickols

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Nov 2012 Nickols

wandabitch

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I find the courage to speak, with words I do not know, will they cure, will they fail, will I be consumed with the urge.
To mind,
what we should never forget.
that you should respect, my woman feelings.
is obvious.
That I should be open and platonic, doesn't make science.
ha, you bottle up my sighs and ship them,
as fire to a gun.
Lava to a volcano, "all ready to explode!"

Regret often in tag.

Nov 2012 Nickols

Emblazoned (4:20)

Nov 2012 Nickols

Tilly

Emblazoned (4:20)

One silvery arc crosses the darkest distance.
Listen quietly... Hear silences between beats;
As shared scenes, bring us together,
apart.

Eastward pointing horns
(pointing to the left, as seen from the Northern hemisphere)
indicate a waxing crescent.

Nov 2012 Nickols

i scream'in alone again

Nov 2012 Nickols

Sa Sa Ra

i scream'in alone again

out of chocolate
out of women
out of friends
nothing like living in the moment
and it's like the end!!!

Nov 2012 Nickols

Boys

Nov 2012 Nickols

wandabitch

Boys

I'm coming out of a summer haze
Dropped now like the Fall's leaves,
Not the same girl
Dozing at noon, and,
Who forgets the most important things.
Dreaming more now then when asleep,
Like driving down a long sunny day,
No shades of grey.
Grinding my love in a broken song.

Nov 2012 Nickols

"Pick yourself up, little one... don't worry" (poem art)

Nov 2012 Nickols

Tilly

"Pick yourself up, little one... don't worry" (poem art)

"           "
              * Squizzel
                wa       s       my
                    first      word,
                                                            sat upon my mothers                                        knee.
                                                           Two little maple syrup eyes                   blinked, smiled,
                                                            looked up at me from under a         wild mop of Autumn
                                             coloured hair; A tiny little hand      curling around                                                  my finger.  Such love. I feel.     **She'll be sipping
                                          a Gingerbread Latte along-side me today,
                                               when, just two, walk through the park
                  feeding squirrels,
                 silently.

13/11/2001
(That's 4015 nights, of watching starlit dancing)

The title - were my mums words to me
(& my words to my little ginger toddler)

Her soundtrack, for my life...
Fairground Attraction, Whispers.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RaXZtEUXddI

Nov 2012 Nickols

In Degrees

Nov 2012 Nickols

Tilly

In Degrees

... of obtuse separation,
you're closer
if angels
a' cute

:)

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