Nicole Lyons – New month, old memories, rain
I think I saw you
again in the moonlight
tonight, and I swear
I could taste
the hints of it all:
the moment June whispered
her goodbye and July
roared in on the cusp of thunder,
dripping in memories
rained down on my door.
It’s all just a little bit beautiful,
a whole lot lonely,
and bursting
with the essence of familiarity
I have worked so hard to forget.
© Nicole Lyons 2019
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Diary excerpts from 15 years of working on Mental Health Wards after own Psychotic Depression
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