Chaos Rains by Nicole Surginer

I shiver, chilled to the very core
Terror strips the warmth from my bones
The sky whispers madness through the wind
Where clouds shade portals of hell
And birds are shadow of dragon
Soaring over thorns painted as roses
The tilting world of chaos litters rain
Of infectious maddening
Matter of stinging sulphur
Onto thirsty sands of nothingness
Where oceans of desire once flowed
I  laugh as panic clutches my chest
For fear is the beauty
In the numbness of death


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 create beauty with words. She has been published in Tuck Magazine, Anti-Heroin Chic, Indiana Voice Journal, Sick Lit Magazine, Your One Phone Call and In Between Hangovers, with pending works in the Contemporary Poets Facebook group anthology, “Dandelion in a vase of roses”.



One thought on “Chaos Rains by Nicole Surginer

  1. The numbness of death, a frieghtening moment, unstoppable and completely human. One line, “The tilting world of chaos litters rain Of infectious maddening” strikes home as a reflection of the final moment. Nice job reflecting emotions Poetess Nicole.


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