Author: Nicole Kinzel

  • Helpers Poem

    Blessed are those that help. Act as a reliable last resort. People that are problem solvers instead of creators. Having your back the entire time. And would never turn you away. A lifeline in a flood. *** Blessed are those that are not focused on receiving. Insisting on getting the bare minimum in return. Seeing…

  • The End Poem

    It is a kindness when it is finally over. No matter how good or bad. The end of a chapter. An age come to a close. Filled with rest and tangible relief. The kind even your foundation can sense. *** It is a kindness because it was a promise to myself. Whispered under the quiet…

  • Right Solution Poem

    What is the right solution? Well, I will just say that I am glad that humans do not operate on math. The entire human population would not survive for long. While facts always lead to one conclusion, the rest of the world is not so lucky. Opinions are an entirely different creature. Thus, my right…

  • Recoverable Poem

    Simply amazing what can be recovered. Brought back to life like nothing ever happened. A miracle you never knew was possible and was never expected. The best possible outcome made manifest. A beautiful sight to behold. Praiseworthy. *** People are sometimes like that too. A relationship brought back from the brink. A sudden shift in…

  • Away Poem

    Sometimes I have had enough. A feeling that a vacation could not even fix. A stiffness that the hottest flame could never soothe. A pain that I can no longer carry. Nerves frayed red raw. Too sensitive to brush against the slightest touch. *** I beg to be tied to balloons in that moment. Carried…

  • Fighting Poem

    If I am to go out. Please let it be with me fighting. At least it will give me the illusion of chance. Illusion of choice. So I might come to a conclusion on my own. Without surprises or untold limits. *** If I am to go down. Let it be in a way I…

  • Not My Problem Poem

    She wishes he left a long time ago. But it feels impossible. Too expensive to survive alone even if already alone physically. Caregiver already a full time job. Tied to him by her purse strings and nothing more. Why is it my problem? *** The daughter wishes that he left. Spared from years of yelling…

  • Believe Me Poem

    Believe me when I speak. For my words come from the heart. Are measured by the brain. Tempered by the tongue. Designed to bridge the gap. But reach you in the middle. *** Believe me when I think. For I think with you in mind. Trying to design a better path for the both of…

  • Contrast Poem

    I exist in a dark place and it exists above me. Radiant. Defined. Blinding. Like an alien spaceship just out of reach. Watching. Alluring. Mysterious. A better place than where I was before. Protective. Promising. Trustworthy. The dark a horror I will barely escape from. Evil. Dangerous. Confusing. Perhaps the light would treat me better.…

  • Software Poem

    As soon as I saw that familiar blue screen I knew I was in trouble. It would not be a simple fix for it never was. But maybe it was a one time error. Maybe I could continue as I was. I was already so stressed. Just not a good time but it never was.…