Bitter End by Nicole Surginer

I see heavens gates crumble
into portals of hell
Dragging life to deaths
throws as earth pulls
away her smoldering skin,
wafting scent of decay
through cracked ground.
Tattered leaves jump
defiantly to their deaths
from weeping trees bent
in terror to gaze upon the
ghastly, screaming faces
in charred blades of grass.
The sun emerges malevolently
dawning her black cloak.
Crushing a handful of stars as
Clock face stands in shadow
strumming the violin with grace
to the haunting, shrieking
rhythm of wilting lilies.

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 express the beauty of love in its purest form. She has been published in Tuck Magazine, Anti-Heroin Chic, Indiana Voice Journal, Sick Lit Magazine, Your One Phone Call, In Between Hangovers, Oddball Magazine and The Song Is, with pending works in the Contemporary Poets Facebook group anthology, “Dandelion in a vase of roses”



One thought on “Bitter End by Nicole Surginer

  1. That’s a riveting read that anxiously squeezed my heart as I read your extremely fine linked words creating such a brilliant masterful lamentation. You are a powerful writer Nicole. I enjoy your work always. Congratulations.


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