Nick Furi

Nick Furi

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Author Since: 2016-02-25 17:39:57

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Bio: Nick Furi is a comic nerd, marketing enthusiast, degree holder, hopeless romantic and enjoyer of all good things. Also, he considers himself a writer. In the past, Nick used to write shitty songs. Since realizing his talents lay elsewhere, he tries to write less shitty poems. During the transition of songs to poems, Nick wrote for a comic book review website. Now the focus is back on writing his own stuff instead of writing about other's content. As you can probably tell from above, he mostly focuses on poetry, but the odd short story might force its way out of his thick skull and sprint as fast as it can to the page before getting blocked by an idea for another poem.


Posts By Nick Furi:

Poem Every Day #30 – Gone

              Gone (PED #30) Travelled; in and out of cities, floating through mindsets, teasing consciousness. Life’s unsteady tide rocks between calming, sunny days, and...


Poem Every Day #29 – Spring

          Spring (PED #29) On a chilly morning I awake from my slumber, rising before the sleepy sun. Frost turns to dew, birds begin to chirp,...


Poem Every Day #28 – Electric

          Electric (PED #28) Hairs stand on end due to your static energy, one giving life to my empty cells, lifting the shell to a vibrant...


Poe Every Day #27 – Ache

          Ache (PED #27) My body is sore; joints creak feet and legs throb headaches persist. All because I drank too much trying to forget about...


Poem Every Day #26 – Burst

            Burst (PED #26) Stretched, skin thin and opaque. Seeing through the surface peeling back curtains hiding my soul. Wanting you to understand everything -...


Poem Every Day #25 – Forgotten

          Forgotten (PED #25) An old love note crumpled and well read buried in a stack of old papers in a weathered shoebox at the bottom...


Poem Every Day #24 – Harvest

          Harvest (PED #24) At the end of summer I’ll be ready to go Harvest my blood, guts, heart and soul That’s all I will be...


Poem Every Day #23 – Open

          Open (PED#23) sitting in a hot, stuffy room, laying in my lonely stank and looking for answers. shut in, gasping needing a steady flow keeping...


Poem Every Day #22 – Apocalypse

        Apocalypse (PED#22) Fall and crash lights break shrouded in darkness. the walls crack peering into end times. I look back last bits of light through the...


Poem Every Day #21 – Hunger

            Hunger (PED #21) There is a rumbling in my stomach. All it wants is to devour every little piece of you....


Poem Every Day #20 – Borrow

          Borrow (PED #20) The rhythmic beat dogs in the background repeating with precision. Light slowly trickles in the tiny slits in opening eyes. Shocked to...


Poem Every Day #19 – Flood

          Flood (PED #19) Flooding my throat with alcohol, lubricating my senses in order to slip past the blocks in my mind....


Poem Every Day #18 – Midnight

          Midnight (PED #18) At high moon the ending of a day, my evening begins. Venturing out to visit my nocturnal friends, gathering in loud, awful...


Poem Every Day #17 – Ancient

          Ancient (PED #17) the sun sneaks through cracks between barren branches. sitting on a park bench, staring across at an enormous pine tree enjoying the...


Poem Every Day #16 – Sour

          Sour (PED #16) The tinge and tang. Toes curl, face crinkles. Needing water to get your taste out of my mouth....


Poem Every Day #15 – Essential

              Essential (PED #15) stumbling over words trying to create something new, to show empathy, emotion, love, loss, beauty, pain. a tortured soul focused...


Poem Every Day #14 – Remnant

        Remnant (PED #14) A tiny ant and an illustrious wind left no remnant of our tunnelled society....


Poem Every Day #13 – Fog

              Lost Fog (PED #13)   the uncertain fog encompasses me as I wander an aimless path, blinded by my ambivalence....


Poem Every Day #12 – Almost

          Almost (PED #12) the bumble bee floats from petal to petal. black and yellow stripes bob up and down, waving to each other as they...


Poem Every Day #11 – Puncture

              Puncture (PED #11) A quick glance over, your bright blue eyes puncture my lungs, leaving me speechless. Dirty-blond hair sways from your shoulders...