I never know where to start with these things so while I get this blog together let me introduce myself. My name is Nicole (of course), some call me Journee (former pen name) and if you are on instagram I write under the name @_silhoutte_. I have been writing since I was 14 years old… Continue reading Hey!
All 74 poems from Black Canvas plus the 47 either removed or extra pieces for a grand total of 151 but I'll probably boost it to 160. Canvas I: Black (BC remastered) re-released in 2018.
When she left, their metaphorical castle walls came crumbling down behind her. And never once did she wonder how they would fare beneath the debris. From underneath the rubble, they scream. Their cries fell on deaf ears, but they continue to fight until from under this weight they are released. A young princess, left to… Continue reading ||Return of the Queen||
Who knew a group date Could change my fate?? Introductions fuel seduction I need a distraction For he is not mine I cannot have him For he has some one I belong to another Therefore, We are forbidden Trying not to look for too long But our eyes exchange glances All the while my eyes… Continue reading ||Forbidden Chances: Pt One||
It beckons me Temptation It smells my weakness and it comes calling crawling creeping from beneath obscurities Waiting to feast on my insecurities Oh why do you smell so sweet? Vanilla with a hint of possibility As you stand there in all of your absolute glory. Caramel complexion, contoured abs, bedroom eyes, beautiful smile, and… Continue reading || Temptation||
The poem behind a poetic story I'm working on bases on this and a series I wrote called Forbidden Chances. Will post those later in the day. I watched his hands in anticipation of where they soon would be as he signed the receipt. He looks at me, devilishly then hands over to me the… Continue reading ||•Thieves of the Night•||
Most nights I won't sleep I would wander within my mind And find places to think Amongst the chaos of my thoughts I find a bit of peace I sit there, watching the going by of my memories And where the ideas that shouldn't be take shape I've watched my heart get broken and mended… Continue reading ||•Untitled•||
Beauty is found even within the darkness. It is painted on us in the vivid colors of love, pain, confusion, and mistakes. Embedding itself Scarring Leaving tattoo like impressions on our skin. Oh how we've endured such pain in the process but love the finished product in the end.
This is a poem from my book Black Canvas: I followed you Instead of my instincts that day From the playground to your efficiency Where you efficiently played on my curiosity And convinced me to stay. We talked For a little while, We sat there on your bed My 15 year old body Cradled between… Continue reading ||•Killed the Cat•||
Dark chocolate so smooth and subtle she draws closer to me; nearing enough that I can brush softly against her skin. I inhale her allowing her sweet aroma to fill my lungs. Desiring to taste the bitter goodness of her sin. I cannot resist her movements. The seduction in the sway of her hips. The… Continue reading ||•Dark Chocolate •||