the dark box, it holds me in
dirt on wooden lid
panic sets in– match burns out
© Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)
Cars in Summer – Hour 16
The car is waiting outside
Mom calls, “Hurry up, you guys!”
Sister runs down the stairs
While I try and find my games
The sun shines bright outside
And the car heats up inside
As we drive on the highway
Past fields and fields
There is much traffic outside
The car stops in a silent sea
While we sweat inside
And can’t concentrate
On the game of life
The cars still stand outside
But we get off the highway
Almost at our goal
Our final destination
Before Rome is around us outside
We still have to drive through fields
Fields of yellow, almost burnt grass
It sure is hot outside
Rome is finally here outside
But it’s deadly hot in Rome
We are soaked wet inside
This will be the hottest holidays
In all our lives
The Werewolf
the smiling silver
disc hangs
loftily above;
spots of starlight
peeking through;
this night walking
through the trees,
the darkened path;
footfalls
soft at first,
echoes down the
darkened way;
the beast’s hot breath
upon my neck
I run.
keeping pace it howls
claws reach out,
teeth drip
in the glinting moonlight;
I turn to face,
brown fur, red eyes
I faint.
© Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)
The Silence
mountains
starry dark skies
shadows of night
does beckon
under the waterfalls
it waits–
silence.
© Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)
The Dandelion
little cracks in
the sidewalk
at the end of the block
where the feet
trample by
unseen
a peek of color
rising up
basking in the
evening glow
© Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)
Morning Light
the morning light fell upon
the world so sleepy
dewdrops kissed by fairies lips
© Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)
I Am
I am the the quiet in
your head
I am the empty spaces
where silence lies
I am the repetition,
the cracks in your interior
I am the afternoon sunset,
filling you with dread
I am the tremble in
your hand,
the unsteady sigh
I am the enigma
that lies inside
I am the broken speech,
fighting to cry out
I am the vacant eyes,
longing for things unremembered
© Nicole Harlow (grenbisous)
World – Hour 15
(Before the world, there was a world)
It was dark, but also light
It was black, but also white
There was nothing
But at the same time everything
The universe had big plans
A new world was about to start
Which would last longer
Than the world before
There was a star
That glowed stronger than the others
It grew bigger and bigger
Until – boom! – it exploded
The sparks disappeared
And a new sun was born
With her some planets
Of which one we call Earth
Don’t stop belivin’
Don’t stop belivin’
In what you have dreamt
For the world is ment
To keep you depressing.
Don’t stop belivin’
For after every sunset
There is a new hope of sunrise
So keep hoping till you become achieving.
Don’t stop belivin’
For it is the lifeline
That keeps you going
Till there is breath in your living.
The baby pigeon
One fine morning as I stood in balcony
To breathe in the air freshy
My eyes caught sight of
A pigeon grey-black on the corner pot.
As our sights held each other together
She hastly ran and took on flight.
This was what everyday happened
Between me and her for a day or two more.
Finally one morning, as usual
I stood in the balcony
And she flew off slowly
Leaving behind her pair of li’l egg twinkle.
This wrote a new chapter in my life
Of expectant pigeon’s life.
In a fortnight, I was blessed
With two little angels yellow-brown.
Instilling new hopes in my soul
As I saw her nurture her kids
Putting little in their mouth, food
And warming her under her feather.
On one night windy
Rain was lashing badly
Pouring all drops in her pot
So I shaded her house with asbestos sheet.
Slowly they shed their yellow-brown hair
To put on grey-black feather
And then they spread their wings
Practicing to fly within the premises.
Most of the time I saw them dozing
And thought they might have fallen sick
When one fine day they took their maiden trip
Enjoying the freedom to flip.
Off and on now they visited my hearth
Only to have the grains I spread
But by a months time they gained strength
And flew off in the world so wide.