Nicole Surginer writes

Washed Away

I am caught in the pull
of your maddening current.
Subdued by the allure of
ardent tide pulling me
nearer your forbidden shore.
Yet the torrents of yearning
subdue my will completely.
I linger a single stolen
breath from immersion.
My love brims full yet
I cannot pour my heart
bleeds into the soul unable
to drown in them. 

 

The Maelstrom of Naruto in the Awa province -- Hiroshige Utagawa

Washed away [OLD VERSION]

I am caught in the pull
of your crushing current
Flailing wildly to fight
the allure of memories
raging tide drawing me
nearer your forbidden shore.
Yet the pulls of yearning
subdue my will completely.
My love brims full remaining
a single beat from implosion.
For I can not yet pour my
heart bleeds into the soul
unable to drown in them.

 

Maelstrom -- Olaus Magnus

Nicole Surginer writes

Silence

I’ve grown restless as 

peace evades my solitude.
My madness wore the tread.
Emptiness molds her tracks,
deranging the apathy.
My mind escapes me,
falling into the pits.
She rummages through the
graveyard, stumbling upon
skeletons while wading
through the ashes.
She awakens the ghosts.
They ensue me now through
the sludge of my brokenness,
in scattered shatterings.
Piercing screams echo through
blackened hollows and I embrace
the innocuous cacophony.
For far greater terror thrives
in dead silence where
loneliness is the loudest sound.

Nicole Surginer writes

Quest 

I felt her desperation as 

she slipped suddenly away.
I sought her in trail of
her fleeting frenzy heat,
where earth freshly
showered in dew slipped
of sleepy rose led.
Her beat echoed through
patchy forest brush.
Light rained through
darkness kissing shadow.
Enchanting tree clustered
in wooded embrace
swayed rustling branch
to whistling wind.
The early morning moon
intoxicated a black velvet sky.
Stillness fell as beauty
spoke the whisperings of
wisdom in the silent language 
of my searching heart.
She listens as her hollows
are filled with the clarity
and peace of home. 

 

 "I Am Half-Sick of Shadows," Said the Lady of Shalott --John William Waterhouse,