Nicole Caldwell

Joined June 2022

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Bio

I passionately share poetry of hope in our times.

Not blind hope, but the kind that burns no matter how strong the storm.

Through story and art, we burn brightly together.

Stories (10/0)

Utilize This
So, that's what squeezes my throat and confines my mind. The knowing of a life that's meant to be mine. I was stripped of my bark and cut down to size
By Nicole Caldwell28 days ago in Poets
Why We Dance
We rocked with the waves when we were the sea. We swayed with the breeze when we were the trees. We tumbled down hills
By Nicole Caldwell11 months ago in Poets
Ascension
Growing, changing, trying, flying. An endless process, I'm not lying. Expanding, shifting, space for being. Newness, opening, realized dreams.
By Nicole Caldwellabout a year ago in Poets
A Moment Together
Here we sit in consciousness. Bravely alive and boldly here. Not me or you, but WE, my Dear. Complex explorers of time and space.
By Nicole Caldwellabout a year ago in Poets
Web Wisdom
There's a spider I see when I come and I go. I say "bye" when I leave and "hello" when I'm home. This tiny creature has a place in my heart.
By Nicole Caldwell2 years ago in Poets
Dragon Wisdom
When the dragon showed, I used to fuss. And fear that he would swallow me up. Each time that life was at its worst, the dragon appeared like a curse.
By Nicole Caldwell2 years ago in Poets
Old Dog
My hand dangles over the edge of the bed. Old dog pushes against it with his head. Ears like velvet, soft as a pup. Not every part of him grew up.
By Nicole Caldwell2 years ago in Poets
Top Story - August 2022
Whispers of WisdomTop Story - August 2022
I pass her by. Wrinkled woman, deep eyes. That will be me. I feel it already. In my stiffening back. In the energy I lack.
By Nicole Caldwell2 years ago in Poets
Courage
I said, "I do" and you did, too. I built my castle next to yours with all the sand piled up outdoors. I planned and figured the foundation,
By Nicole Caldwell2 years ago in Poets
Tall Like a Tree
Brave fir tree tell your secrets to me. You've grown so tall through it all. Your trunk has scars and your bark has been charred.
By Nicole Caldwell2 years ago in Poets