Members
24/F/The Enterprise
a heart is a heavy burden
London, England
My Sixth book of poetry was published by ASPEN in 2022. Entitled Fevered Times, it reveals the grave influences of the health and politics of …
Poems
Nadia
Aug 2019
Her voice, sweeter than buttercream
- Salty words won’t pucker her song,
Honey bees follow her adoringly -
The kindest person ever to come along
Her legs, thick with gorgeous muscle
- A tornado couldn't knock her down,
Tree trunks turn green with jealousy -
She's the strongest person in town
Her eyes, alight with warm welcome
- a blackout wouldn't dim her glow,
Lesser stars shrink away in envy -
She's the friendliest person to know
She’ll protect anyone who needs it,
Forgive the most egregious slight
Faced with anger, she won't feed it
Full of grace, she’s everything right
Sadly, he won’t go the way of Earl
But who wouldn’t cheer his self-demise
He who siphoned power, stifled song
And stole the laughter from her eyes
Somehow, she’s still tornado strong
The bees know she’ll sing once more
Her trust might need a little time but
When she’s ready, glowing, she’ll soar
NCL August 2019
- Salty words won’t pucker her song,
Honey bees follow her adoringly -
The kindest person ever to come along
Her legs, thick with gorgeous muscle
- A tornado couldn't knock her down,
Tree trunks turn green with jealousy -
She's the strongest person in town
Her eyes, alight with warm welcome
- a blackout wouldn't dim her glow,
Lesser stars shrink away in envy -
She's the friendliest person to know
She’ll protect anyone who needs it,
Forgive the most egregious slight
Faced with anger, she won't feed it
Full of grace, she’s everything right
Sadly, he won’t go the way of Earl
But who wouldn’t cheer his self-demise
He who siphoned power, stifled song
And stole the laughter from her eyes
Somehow, she’s still tornado strong
The bees know she’ll sing once more
Her trust might need a little time but
When she’s ready, glowing, she’ll soar
NCL August 2019
Nadia May 2019
She Eats Words
Nadia
May 2019
She eats words seasoned with moonbeams
When she goes she leaves behind dreams
Where she dances time no longer exists
She’ll steal all your stories off into the mists
From her sparkly toes to the tips of her wings
To her voice sweetly trilling as she softly sings
To see her is to love her with all of your soul
To love her is to let her devour you whole
Good night, sleep cozy, dream of falling in love
Dream of dragon pirates plaguing the stars above
Dream of heists, of adventures, of running away
Of anything, everything, except that you’re prey
NCL May 2019
When she goes she leaves behind dreams
Where she dances time no longer exists
She’ll steal all your stories off into the mists
From her sparkly toes to the tips of her wings
To her voice sweetly trilling as she softly sings
To see her is to love her with all of your soul
To love her is to let her devour you whole
Good night, sleep cozy, dream of falling in love
Dream of dragon pirates plaguing the stars above
Dream of heists, of adventures, of running away
Of anything, everything, except that you’re prey
NCL May 2019
Nadia Apr 2019
Bathmat Shuffle
Nadia
Apr 2019
Do the bathmat shuffle
To the closet in the hall
It's never very graceful
But try not to fall
No towels on the shelf
Must be in the dryer
Do the bathmat shuffle
But now you’ll do it slyer
Shuffle down the hall
And hope no one's about
Or shimmy like you don’t care
Shake, dance, belt out
Do the bathmat shuffle
You’re nearly almost there
Made it to the dryer
But the towels are elsewhere
Do the bathmat stumble
Your quads are feeling tight
Eureka in the living room
The end is now in sight
Do the towel toga boogie
Time to celebrate
You could put the towels away
But maybe you’ll just wait
NCL April 2019
To the closet in the hall
It's never very graceful
But try not to fall
No towels on the shelf
Must be in the dryer
Do the bathmat shuffle
But now you’ll do it slyer
Shuffle down the hall
And hope no one's about
Or shimmy like you don’t care
Shake, dance, belt out
Do the bathmat shuffle
You’re nearly almost there
Made it to the dryer
But the towels are elsewhere
Do the bathmat stumble
Your quads are feeling tight
Eureka in the living room
The end is now in sight
Do the towel toga boogie
Time to celebrate
You could put the towels away
But maybe you’ll just wait
NCL April 2019