Nikki Moore

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A life silence….


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Describe the color green…..


A well overflowing

The deep pool of your eyes

Hearts filled with hope

The sweet kiss of dew

The earth reborn

Bare skin brushed by spring

My lips tracing

The hollows of your spine

The color of life

Clinging to the last

Ray of sunshine©





©2018   @paragonwords




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I am still hopeful….

I am still hopeful, deep down in the silence

Beneath the darkness Aflame still burns

I’ve seen too much

I’ve bear too much

I’ve prayed too much

To give in now

I’m painting a rainbow

Over my scars

I’m washing the ugliness

From my tongue

I am speaking to the mountain

And the walls and the empty spaces

Receptive souls will hear

The broken hearted will hear

Grieving families will hear

The children will hear

The confused and disillusion will hear

They will come

They will listen

For in our bellies

Rooted deep we have an innate

Desire to see change

To feel hopeful

So today,

Come as you are

Hear my voice

Let change begin with you and me

One voice

One word

Softly spoken

Are you listening©

©2017  @paragonwords


You knew I was broken…..

You knew I was broken

Scraps and bones remain

Still you walk on the edge of 

Death with me

Whispering a thousand reason

Why you need me

Why together we are

light and darkness

And for your heart

To keep beating

You need my light……

……..I have never heard such beauty

such simple words

Holding me between life

And death©

©2017 @paragonwords

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Holding off the impending darkness….


No one notice that the days are getting shorter, that hope is fading. No one seems to care. These days I notice everything. The whips of smoke that seems to spell your name in the sky. The sweet call of hummingbirds reminding each other of their undying love. The way memories taste like ash and licorice. There’s a fountain of pain that rises up within me, each one recounting my failures, my regrets, my past. The countless ways my heart wraps around dead words, trying to bring them back to life. This world once light me on fire, filled me with hope, kissed me each morning with it’s glorious beauty,  now I search the days trying to find something worthy, something that will remind me that life is worth fighting for.

Life is a battle

A cadence of irreversible decisions

The truth bleeds out

From the edges of time

We see nothing

We feel nothing

Until it’s too late

Death lick the nonsense

That flowed from our tongues

We have out played our hands

The curtain is falling

Our nakedness exposed

The air is tight

Thunder is gathering

Exile memories

Bond together

Fighting for survival

At night we sleep with the demons

And rise expecting the world

To bend to our will

We are mere puppets

Walking a thin line

Between life and death©
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Creating beauty out of ashes


My heart is heavy

Filled with a litany of devotion

At times I feel the universe

Searching deep within me

exposing the secret places

where my words are born

Where they take the form

Of beauty and love

A tangible space

Where my soul breathes

Life into dead things

Creating beauty

Out of ashes©



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