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Leigh Nickolyn Poem
Three years
In jail
For lies
Yet honesty means nothing to you.
No,
I wasn't in Florida
When Caylee was murdered
But you were.
Don't blame everyone else,
You know it's your fault.
I cried
When I read about what happened
To your only daughter.
I cried
When you were found not guilty,
Maybe you're happy
About what happened,
But the rest of the world is disappointed.
She was a small girl
Who just wanted her mother,
Not death.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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Leigh Nickolyn Poem
Disease
Forgiveness
Is my disease,
Love
Is my medicine.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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Leigh Nickolyn Poem
Behind this smile is a girl
Who begs for someone to steal
her pain,
Someone to become a thief of
misery
and a savior of suicide.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2012
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Leigh Nickolyn Poem
A soldier’s goodbye
I take thy last breath
With it I bid thee farewell,
Into the night I shall depart
Away I will go to explore the vast lands of the unknown.
Take thy last breath as a remembrance of thy existence in your perfect life,
I will depart from your arms
From your love and sympathy.
Wipe away the tear that fell upon your cheek
It takes away the gleam in your eyes,
Don’t cry my dear,
Don’t look at the ground
Look into my eyes
Kiss thy lips
Bid farewell.
Do not fret
My love will never fade for you
The key to my heart will always belong to you,
Let no one take that from you.
I must depart now my love,
Kiss me
One last time,
Keep me in your heart
And prayers,
For I may not return
Not by choice,
But by force.
The gunpowder will wisp through the air
And I will stand for you,
My love,
I will give you this,
My life.
Do not worry
As I die I will whisper these last words,
“ I love you.”
I will slowly parish with a smile upon my face,
Knowing that I still have your love.
My soul will watch over you,
My heart will always belong to you
You’re my life,
Darling,
Kiss me before I depart.
Your lips are still so sweet
Your eyes are as beautiful as the day I met you.
I must now depart to new vast lands of danger,
But …one last kiss,
My heart is broken by the sight of this departure,
Keep my heart safe darling.
One last question my love,
Will you marry me?
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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Singing
With tears
In your eyes
As you stared at me
With the most caring gaze.
Your childhood
Sung in sweet lyrics,
They lingered in my ears
As my throat began to tighten
With sadness.
What's that, dear?
Your parents beat you?
Never a word spoken
To anyone?
It made you a better man?
No dear,
It caused horrid memories.
Your father
Brought you to a bar
And let his friends beat you
With bottles?
My dear
Sweet Nate,
Keep singing.
Your mother
Was addicted to drugs
And violence?
What ever happened
To her?
She's buried six feet under?
What about your father?
Prison
With the other abusive men?
Scars
Dug deep
In your skin
Jump to my sight
As I quietly whimper
With your soft voice.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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Leigh Nickolyn Poem
Dying butterflies
Wings barely swishing
As their cries sing with the wind
Their breath screams sorrow.
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Leigh Nickolyn Poem
Grandma's old ring
Everyday grandma put on
A diamond ring
With words engraved
On the back.
I never got a chance to see these words
For they were always hidden.
I built up courage
To ask my beloved grandmother about this beautiful ring,
Her crystal eyes filled with tears
As a knot tied in my stomach,
"This ring was given to me by your grandfather,
My husband,
Before he was killed in war.
I've kept it for many years as a memory."
She took this jewel off her frail hand
And with a swift motion
Set it down on a table.
Crying tears of agony
She rest her head
On my shoulder.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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Leigh Nickolyn Poem
Puddle of paint
I step in a puddle of paint
To find my imagination,
Running wild
I stay out of reality,
Finding happiness
I'll never return
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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Leigh Nickolyn Poem
Always fluttering
Whistles and hums speak through trees,
Never is there silence.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2012
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Leigh Nickolyn Poem
Slowing losing our mind,
May God have mercy on our soul.
Copyright © Leigh Nickolyn | Year Posted 2011
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