NICOLE SURGINER - POEMS

Nicole Surginer is a poet from the small town of Bastrop, Texas. She is inspired to write by her love for nature’s enchantment, a fascination with the power of raw, intense emotion and a desire to create beauty with words. She has been published in Tuck Magazine, Anti-Heroin Chic, Indiana Voice Journal, In Between Hangovers, Your One Phone Call, and Sick Lit Magazine, with pending works in the Contemporary Poets Facebook group anthology, “Dandelion in a vase of roses".

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                                                                      Love by Poetry
 


I read the essence of you
into the centrum of my being
Your words clung there
Enticing my hungry heart
To feast on the beauty
Of your heartbeat bleeds
Genuine thoughts painting
Brilliance across the page
I breath the fragrance
Of your prodigious mind
Revel in the rhythm
Of your spirit’s song
As you skillfully strum chords
of my passion’s strings
I taste the sweet flavor
of affinity as I feel the allure
of your soul laid honestly bare



                                               Void
 

I fight the sickening tilt of a maddened world
as I slide recklessly from familiarity’s axis
into bizarre lands an eternity from home
I wade wildly through fields of half dreams
scattered through trails of inverse realities
where I have not seen the sun nor moon
Time and distance are vague entities
Emptiness fills the air in her bitter taste
I stumble onward in blind desperation
falling between aberrations empty spaces
I long to hear the resonance of my hearts voice
calling to me through meaninglessness
exactly where I left her when I awoke
unwitting before my nightmares end
For she is the what remains when all is lost
Beating wildly with my entire world
grasped tightly in her pulsing fist



                                                 Dirt Road


It always was the loveliest road
Unaltered by asphalt and paint
I relished it’s natural clay-color
Sun glistening on shiny rocks
Pot holes as road maps
Playfully winding a secret path
leading where my lover sat
awaiting our secret rendezvous
Beneath her faithful shade
She stood tall, true as time
Sheltering us in Auburn charm
As we dreamt the day away
Drunk on effortless conversation
Smooth as my lips on your neck
Exploration taking course
Warmth the sun has never felt
The scent of passion and fresh earth
Crunching of leaves beneath me
The dancing light in your eyes
How my heart skipped a beat
When you held my hand
I still walk this lovely road
To sit beneath this timeless tree
I trace my fingers along the ridges
Her bark still wears your name
Time finds me sitting here alone
Holding this bag of empty promises
Sparrow Song
 
She is but a single sparrow
in the vastness of sky;
A speckle in the masses.
Worms of the earth,
sustenance of life,
she carries in her beak.
The weight of her planet
burdens her wings
Yet she is driven
Her purpose prevails
Nurturer of nests
Bearer of beauty
She does not falter
In the screaming wind
Nor the pelting rain
She shakes the water
from her wings,
Warms her feathers
in the sun and
charms the violet sky
in her essence
Dauntless in her smallness


                                                                 Shaken
 
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In horror I wake shuddering
Fear strips the air from my lungs
I am jolted from repressions oblivion
Desperately, I brace for impact
Time races like a speeding train
vibrating the earth beneath my feet
For just a moment I beg,
time to catch my breath
My head spins uncontrollably
The deafening pounding of my heart!
Trembling, I frantically struggle to steady myself
Stumbling back through the darkness in my mind
Tethered and worn the seams unravel
Seeping through the cracks of my sanity,
the bitter stagnance of reality rushes in
I look upon the ghastly face of my hearts truth