Nicole Wild

It is my great pleasure to introduce my Dear Readers to a very talented Author and Poet, Nicole Wild. As an INFJ, her work is so very deep and enriched with emotional intelligence. Nicole is part of the fantastic team of WALLIS & WILD, the powerhouses behind BLOODREDSTAR PUBLICATIONS. I have been honoured to have my own work featured in their Anthologies, along with other gifted Writers.


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*Unchained Literature*

You. 
The absence calls so I evade, 
a dance within my soul. 
The words get stuck and I can't speak 
because I don't feel whole. 
Blue has put the fire out. 
Red has left me cold. 
I miss my love, I miss my friend,
I dream of times of old. 
I wonder if he's warm tonight?
If winter met his gates? 
I wonder if he's happy? 
Drains me until I break 
I know his routine, where he is... 

Ugh, for goodness sake! 
So I choose to dance in circles 
Cuz this grief
I cannot take.

~Nicole Wild (2020)

“Wrapped Up” is Nicole Wild’s first novella. Click the Amazon link to preview inside, my review is below. I HIGHLY recommend this superlative observation of interpersonal relationships.

 


Having read Nicole Wild’s poetry anthology ‘Once Unchained’ I was excited to read her new book. I was not disappointed and read in one sitting. She has taken the themes of unbearable loss, pain and grief and the search for integration and meaning making, weaving them into a searingly honest and poignantly beautiful love story.

Ellie’s world has closed into a lonely and grey place. She is unable to process the Soul rending loss of Ricky, the love of her life. Retreating ever inward and away from the noise of the world, continuing alone is an unbearable burden. Enter the enigmatic Kain with his promise of sweet release. Dare Ellie open her heart to love again or will the shadow of Ricky forever walk by her side?

An excellent read. Nicole Wild writes with such rich descriptive detail, she absolutely gets the depth psychology of the human condition. I was totally immersed. And the ending…I will not spoil it for you, but it was so incredibly, sensitively written and I cried.

Eily Nash

 And as well as appearing in other Anthologies, Nicole Wild has her own collection of beautiful and emotive poetry. Please click the Amazon link to take a peek, and again my 5* review is below.

The last line in this gorgeous anthology reads ‘We write to heal our souls’. My goodness, how through her poems, the author takes the reader on a journey, through the emotions that flow through the human heart. Her words are poignant, delicate, strong. And throughout you hear the call of an incredibly beautiful soul. I absolutely loved this book. Highly recommended.

Eily Nash

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I Really Like A Happy Face

My most loved Singer/Songwriter is the amazing Penny.

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Lyrics

Hush now maybe my lips won’t breath again

Whispering echoes to the walls within

Pain is swarming through stripping color from my eyes

I really like a happy face when I can’t seem to smile

Dawn is coming scraping at the night

Broken wings and love that stings burning inside

Halo falling at my feet wounded butterfly

Embers spreading through three tears fall from my eyes

No love will hypnotize me

I am stone and ash my hearts been petrified

No one will ever find me

Desperate and hanging on

No one will ever feel my heart

No one at all

No one will ever find me

Desperate and hanging on

No one

Hush now maybe I’m afraid to let you in

I bear the dagger that you held in your hand

Stains and broken truth digging deeper inside

I really like a happy face when I can’t seem to smile

Midnight haunting every heart that weaps and crys

Choking melodies fading with the rhyme

No you will never find me

Weaker than the storm

No you will never find me

All alone

No one will ever find me

Desperate and hanging on

No one will ever feel my heart

No one at all

No one will ever find me

Desperate and hanging on

No one

Hush now maybe I have given in

Tormented and frail from all the pain

Waiting way too long

I just want to cry

I really like a happy face when I can’t seem to smile

Dawn is coming scraping the night

Broken wings and love that stings burning inside

Halo falling at my feet wounded buteerfly

Embers spreading through three tears fall from my eyes

I really like every face

I can’t seem to smile

Oh No one will ever find me

Desperate and hanging on

No one will ever feel my heart

No one at all

No one will ever find me

Desperate and hanging on

No one

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

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Snowflakes

Mesmerised by the beauty of a falling Snowflake, he caught her in his hand.

Trusting, the little Snowflake lay in the warmth of the man’s palm.

Slowly she melted to nothingness.

He smiled …

…and just put out his hands to catch more Treasures falling from a giving sky ❄️

Eily Nash (2020)

Falling Leaves

It is mid Fall, I am watching from a window above, leaves of gold and brown, gently dancing down. They lay one by one upon the cold, hard ground, creating a carpet of Love beneath the bare branches they were once part of, and I cry for the beauty of it all.

🌿🍁🍃🍂 Eily Nash.

Walk Away

She felt the absence of his heart

Long before he even realised she had gone.

Walked away …

Silently closing the door on the place

Where love did not live anymore.

Eily Nash (2020)

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Queen of Witchery

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A golden crown upon my head

Clothed in a gossamer gown

I sit upon a silver throne

My palace is my heart’s home

I have no subjects, I am all alone

All cares, burdens, concerns unladen

For others sins, I have long atoned

From skies above the Goddess looked down

Upon her broken and lost Handmaiden

The Lady in Her mercy revealed to me

Her Majesty and Secrets of alchemy

Now I preside from the seat of my soul

I am healed and whole.

Queen of all Witchery

Eily Nash ~2020

 

Faraway Eyes

The sun was high in the Summer sky, salt from the sea fresh on the breeze refreshed my tired and overwrought senses. My walk had meandered from the beach far below to the breath taking heights at the edge of the cliffs. It was time to stop and reflect for a while, maybe take a seat on some ancient stones, before deciding what to do.

Then I realised I was not alone.

I watched him sat all alone in quiet repose with only thoughts and memories for company. I wondered if he was lonely too? And tired of the game of life? Then decided he was not. For those nutmeg brown eyes held the wisdom of the ages and his gnarled face, like the bark of an ancient and proud Oak tree, wore the knowledge of the Sages. His aura was wrapped in a cloak of inscrutability.

I did not think he was aware of me standing there, his gaze was too far away, looking at sights I could not see. Some inner world of wonder and mystery.

A subtle smile played on his lips, like a butterfly kissing a wild meadow flower. Then he winked at me and said, “Come Child, hold my hand. You will see the magick that I do.”

His voice was grainy and deep and reassuring. Without hesitation, I took a seat beside him and placed my trust, as easily as I placed my hand, in his. His skin was surprisingly soft, not at all like the texture of rough weather beaten leather I expected it to be. He cupped my hand in his and I felt a jolt of electricity run up my arm and a bright light flashed like a starburst in my mind. A sense of extraordinary peace filled me. And I saw the wonder of it all…

A sweetness filled the air and I heard the Angels sing to the music of the Spheres. I saw Suns, Moons, Planets, Stars and spiral Galaxies. I saw they were all within me. Then I met with the Spirits of the Ancestors, all who had gone before me and the dancing light of Souls, and those yet to be. I saw me too, in the unending chain that all there ever was, and all there would ever be. I saw God and HE saw me.

And HE showed me from outside, looking in, the beauty of a blue planet, the beauty of the Earth.  The song of the Dolphins and Whales, keepers of the secrets of the deep. The ebb tides of the seas throwing starfish and shells upon shifting sands and seahorses playing in the depths. Rivers flowing over pebbles, gravel and rock hewn from the ages, down to the embrace of the endless seas. I saw birds in flight, by both day and night, heard the screech of the Owl and sweet song of Nightingales that weep. Butterflies, Bees and creatures with wings taking flight. I saw forests and the Green Woods, fireflies, glow worms and dragonflies. Meadows and prairies, fields of gold and where the wild flowers grow. And then I sensed my self falling, falling and in fear I gripped his hand. I found myself in the caverns of the night, the heart of the Earth in the dark and the dirt. I saw primal pools of raging fire, craters, crystals and Salamanders and Elementals. And at its core, the Earth was raging, raw and made from a power that roared. I saw in a burning furnace, the foundry of pain on which was carved my name. In that moment I understood the terrible beauty of it all.

My tears began to flow, for me, for humanity. For now I knew the secrets of the elements, of Earth, of Air, of Fire, of Water. I also knew I had work to do, work the Lord had decreed for me.

A soothing mist filled my mind and once again I was falling, falling…into the Void. But now I was no longer afraid but filled with serenity and perfect peace. A myriad of colours began to swirl from the nothingness. I understood that from the void sprang forth the seeds of all potentiality. I had been given wings to fly free from my own self imposed captivity.

I heard a rush of Eagles wings and the beating of my heart.

When I opened my eyes I was alone, but would never ever be lonely. For in my hour of need when all I could see from the top of the cliffs was the freedom of falling into the deep blue sea, the Lord had sent an Angel to me. He had given me eyes to see. And now I truly understood, lived and breathed the magick and the mystery. I knew HE lived in me.

Eily Nash ~2020

 

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Rebuke of Thunder

Blue skies of Summer torn apart, as storm clouds come riding in.

Time stands still.

Will we hear the rebuke in thunder, accept cleansing from the rain?

Gaia feels such pain, for her children have free will and may atone …

Or fall into the abyss of eternal sin.

I penned this little poem as I listened to the delicious sound of thunder rolling across the sky. Rain poured down over the beautiful plants and trees in my garden. I thought about the blessings of the Earth. All our needs are met. Yet what is it in a human that seeks to hurt where they could heal? Each other, our animals, environment, nature. Our birthright is as Co-creators but we are on the cusp of becoming the dark destroyers. We can reach for the stars or fall into the abyss. My heart breaks for us, what we have become and what we could be, for truly there is so much more than we can see.

Eily x

#Gaia #ClimateChange

Whispers…

And I loved him.

In that secret place

Where only the Soul hears the whispers of the heart.

And he?

I was no more the a safe space

A moment in time, shared.

I heard him cry in the wilderness.

Reached out my hand…

For a while he clung to me, but then feeling strong, he set me free…

And I?

Well, I could sink and die or just accept it was what it was.

Move on with my life, knowing I had loved…

Ohh… how I loved…

Him.

Eily Nash ~ 2020

All Alone

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All alone…

I held the hurt, I held the pain and all their sorrows

I saw such horror, and tears that fell as bitter rain

I stood tall, whoever they were, I Protected them all

All alone…

With rocks and stones began building my fortress home

Wanting to shout, wanting to yell but who could I tell

I was not living, I was burning in hell

All alone…

The dreams shook me from my sleep

Mind Movies, play again, they never cease

There is no peace, the trauma runs too deep

All alone…

One dark day the storm clouds came riding in

I looked down from the Tower I had built so high

The edge of a precipice, I fall or find my wings and fly

All alone…

Saturated by sorrow, I could hold no more

My Tower was now a prison and not a sanctuary

I had lost the key and was afraid to open the door

All alone…

My broken heart began to race, tomorrow I could not face

I believe an Angel of Light heard the calling of my Soul

On wings of Love she took me to blue skies above

No longer alone…

I was in a diaphanous castle in the Sky

The answers to my questions, all the reasons why

All the brutality, needless deaths and goodbyes

No longer alone…

A Lady of infinite beauty listened patiently as it all poured out

First a whisper and then a shout. Kindness too much to bare

The dam burst, I saw in her eyes such tender love and care

No longer alone…

Reflected in the eyes of the Goddess of all Humanity

I saw such deep empathy, compassion and love…I saw me!

I saw the rhyme and reason, watched my life unfold

She whispered my story needed to be told

So those walking a Protector’s path far from Home

Know they are Divinely Protected and NEVER alone

For we come from Love and will return to Love. Only Love is real.

Eily Nash ~2020

Summer Love

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Blessed by blue skies on a sultry Summer day, I lay upon a lush green lawn in my English Country garden. The scent of Honeysuckle and Jasmine hang sweetly on the air, blending with Roses and Lavender. Such delicate fragrances delight the senses. They are dancing to the soft calling of birds and the low humming of nectar gathering bees. A Ray of Light playfully glints through rustling Beech Tree leaves and I watch Swifts riding the breeze. So high, soaring to the edge of blue. Soft caresses of sunlight are kissing my skin.

I close my eyes and dream of you.

Eily Nash ~ 2020

Bones of Carrion

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…And so they come to feed, like raptors on your flesh until you are no more than the bones of carrion. You did not see them for what they were, until it was too late. Behind innocent eyes a deep sea of jealousy lies. There is no kindness in words that cut the fabric of a soul.

Eily Nash ~ 2020

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Mysteries of Love

He lay down his head to sleep with a secret his heart did keep. Beneath the dark blanket of night the mysteries of love revealed that which by the light of day was concealed. Lovers locked in each others arms. He was entranced by a Sorceress and her bewitching charms ✨

Eily Nash~ 2020

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Dream Dancer ✨

The Day is done, tired thoughts slowly fade to grey. Do you find comfort, as you lay down your weary head on the island of your bed? Drifting on the shifting sands of reality upon the shores of sleep. The Sandman will soon take you sailing into the void and blessed oblivion of the deep.

Catch the Moon beams as they come dancing in a playful game, glancing off the window panes, across the ceiling and upon the walls. They turn the darkness of your room into sacred, hallowed halls.

For in twilight hours and liminal space, nothing is as it truly seems. Do you want to walk into the forest of the night? I will take you through numinous mists and midnight rays of Light, onto the field of dreams.

Lady La Luna’s tendrils weave Her gossamer, silken strands, enticing you back to the Heavens above. Entranced by the music of the night, dancing across the stars, into the arms of the pure Light of Love.

The Lady heard the yearning of your Soul to be free, to be whole. There is so much more to see, so much more for you to be! Forget life’s silent screams, believe in Magick and know that you are innocent when you dream.

With the rising of the sun, the mysteries of night are done. Leaving fragrant fragments like blossom on the breeze and the whisper of the trees, beyond reason, beyond rhyme. Moments that breathe, in fragile memories of the Truth, we only find by stepping outside time.

~Eily Nash 2020

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Witch Lit Eyes

By beguiling witch-light I fell so deeply into the depths of her Obsidian eyes. What was I looking for, perhaps some long forgotten lost aspects of myself?

Instead I found her true essence hiding in the twilight chambers of her heart.

Through me, a mortal man, she was set free. No longer destined to be imprisoned walking on hot burning coals behind hell’s gates, but to walk hand in hand with me, in the hallowed halls of Sacred Love that flow into Eternity.

Eily Nash

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Bohemian Lovers

It was just a passing glance, meeting by pure chance.

And for a moment frozen in time, my heart’s true desire was mine.

Freed from the constraints of conventual reality

I looked into his fathomless eyes, let my Spirit fly free.

Across the eons we travelled far.

Bohemian Lovers dancing on Stars.

Eily Nash~2020

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Check Mate ♟

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You were the one who chose the game

And placed the pieces on the board.

You made your opening move.

Lies wrapped in Truth.

Wanted your Lover’s game darker.

Black Queen with sights set.

Picked up your sacrificial pawn.

You did not see the gambit

….until it was too late.

The silent Rook took flight

Swooped and took your white Knight.

Check Mate.

Game over

❤️♟🖤

Eily Nash ~2020


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Beautiful Fairytale

Did she fascinate, charm and beguile? Maybe a distraction for just a while. Did she fill your thoughts in your waking hours and seep into your sleep. Before you knew, were you in too deep? Did she really have that power? With her faraway eyes, she saw other worlds, far beyond the veil. Was she for real or were you lonely and she was only a beautiful fairytale?

~Eily Nash

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Dance of the Dragonfly

Autumn leaves are falling. Summer has long gone, fading into memories of the magic of a love that enchanted both Earth and Sky. What mortal hand can hold the dance of Dragonflies?

Not you, nor I.

Winter bids me time to sleep, The yearnings of Spring call to you.

Fly away, fly high, on gossamer wings, my Dragonfly.

Your seasons of passion change, my constant heart sings a song of eternal love.

~Eily Nash