Nicole Taylor has attended college in Salem, Oregon where she lives near her siblings, British mother and other family. She has been published in her college newspaper, one local and one recipe anthology and some online. She has had two poems online at
wordgathering.com, three bicycling and nature poems in a bicycling storytelling journal at http://www.myspace.com/boneshakeralmanac, one poem performed in her DanceAbility dance group, through Chemeketa College,http://building45.chemeketa.edu/issues/issue_one/inada_workshop.html. A dance member has read a few of her poems at campus Soapbox Readings and published one in her poetry e-mail newsletter, Very Local Poetry.
Nicole currently has many hopeful projects, a variety of styles and a wide variety of subjects. She hopes for more chapbooks and a nicely bound poetry book soon. She has been accepted at
http://kenagain.freeservers.com/TOC.HTML, http://www.kerouacsdogmag.com/, http://www.shoemusicpress.com/nefariousballerina/issue41/nbissue41taylor, http://pigeonbike.blogspot.com/2011/02/gothic-black-dont-wear-black.html, html http://thescrambler.com/jan10-contents.html, and other journals online and in print. Nicole Taylor has been published and winning locally. She is dancer, an artist and a volunteer. She blogs at http://www.apoetessanthology.blogspot.com/
You can find more of her poetry at
many more about disabilities, dance, family, nature, traveling and more ideas.
Neighbor Andy Notes
want to watch
of Grace? One
of my favorites."
"Do you like
the Rolling Stones
hanging tongue poster?"
Do you want
to music instead?
KC and the
Sunshine Band disco?
Classic or alternative rock?"
"Can I borrow
this music, Andy?"
Andy." He's sometimes
too hyper and
too confused of
want more?" "
Is the drink
too strong? Sorry."
be my girlfriend?"
I did not
the next summer.
On Feb 23, 2011, at 11:24 AM, Nicole Taylor wrote:
A Dream, A Goal, A Passion
My friend Jerry
far off a weak rope
climbing at a fair.
I was told
back and shoulder surgery,
hospitalization and rehabilitation.
A phone call
awoke my mind.
A sore shoulder awoke,
my arthritic left shoulder.
awoke my thoughts.
March 9, 2008
How is She
"How is that lady,
that lady upstairs?"
Our neighbor Eric
asked me again as
he has for several weeks.
Sad, she must be. Proud, she
was of her months sober.
"Tell him I have twelve,
twelve months sober."
I heard her tell her
mother to her brother
Then two weeks later her
body was found,
apparently in her sleep.
March 11, 2008
There were emails to a Jeremy, a cute flirt.
Later there was consternate, discompose, disconcert.
We were quickly enamored.
The keyboard and phones were clamored.
Our feelings were aroused,
and sometimes busily doused.
was a beguile.
Words and bicycle adventures stimulated.
Attractions were quickly captivated.
Your poetic words were enchanting.
Attraction and fascination planting.
An evening kiss of disdain
My confusion and pain.
A kiss - brusk, curt.
My feelings - confused, hurt.
He was charming,
and not too harming.
March 16 2004,
Revised December 2010
My oldest brother picks me up for dinner at his home. We listen to “Alice's Restaurant” on his stereo.
My other brother and his friend watch the Dallas Cowboys on television.
They and my sister-in-law discuss the team's classic uniforms.
My mom and my sister-in-law are cooking meats,
mushrooms, mashed potatoes and more.
We snack on cooked vegetables with bacon and raw vegetables.
My sisters arrive soon with their families, one with Lil' Smokies sausages and the other with pumpkin roll and cake.
At dinner my Mexican-American sister-in-law and us discuss weather and news from Uncle Gerry in Yorkshire, England. Our parents immigrated family to the U. S. over forty years for dad's woolen mill work.
I watch Will and Grace shows with mom after she helps cleans tables and counters. My brother's sons argue over cleaning dishes.
and the Moron
I hear Erik ask “Can Blake come over?”
“PLEASE . . .”
“Ok for a few minutes.”
I am invited to stay over in mom's room.
At 3AM she answers her phone downstairs and then walks up to talk to my brother and his wife, her son and daughter-in-law.
They leave for a few hours. Mom and I listen to footsteps and voices. We hear a few, my fifteen year old nephew and his parents, returning over an hour later with my sister-in-law's Toyota four-
We fall back to sleep for a few hours.
I leave late morning after a big breakfast and mom tells me “Don't ask questions”and not to share this news.
Erik is sometimes a regular joke at Thanksgiving. He is managing a small business at downtown mall and studying.
Neighbor Andy Notes
"Do you want to watch this movie,
The State of Grace? One of my favorites."
"Do you like this poster, the Rolling Stones
hanging tongue poster?" Do you want to listen to music
instead KC and the Sunshine Band disco,
classic or alternative rock?"
"Can I borrow this music, Andy?"
"Thanks, Bye, Andy." He's sometimes
too hyper and too confused of his wishes,
too confused for me
"Do you you want more?" "Is the drink too strong? Sorry."
"Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
I should have said "no" more.
I did not say yes or no until moving
the next summer.