Window Pained by Nicole Surginer

The menacing rattle of tattered
shutters woke me unsettled.
Bone piercing cold seeped
through my lonely window.
I felt it lurking just beyond,
drawing my eye to midnight sky.
Ghastly grey smothered brilliance,
swallowing whole hope’s glimmer.
Through dull shadings I watch as
razor winged raven clip the moon.
She bleeds light in sporadic flash
through torn flesh and teary eyes.
A weeping ring of hazy glow,
she sullenly slips beneath a
cloak of thunder coated cloud.
Devoured whole in maddening fog,
we fade in the drip of candle
wax on a cold window sill.


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”.


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