Author: Nicole Kinzel

  • Waves Poem

    Waves of life crash against you. Sometimes threatening a slow drowning. Waiting for tiredness to take its toll. Other times trying to just drag under. A place that brings swift death. Shredding with sharp rocks that are always present even when the tide is out. *** The waves cannot be warded off or stopped. No…

  • Ceramic Poem

    I am fragile. Breaking with a wrong push. A bend that should not have been attempted. Fractures that require constant repair. Put back together with a careful hand. Glued together with gold. *** I was originally shaped with just as careful of a hand. I wonder if they saw me as unblemished or covered in…

  • Blame! Poem

    “I hate when you-“. Use that kind of criticism. Lacking the soft touch that the soul craves. When it comes out of my mouth and yours in succession. A direct attack meant to poke the other in order to feel better. Said bluntly and a card displayed face up. *** “What do you mean you-“.…

  • Breathe Poem

    Remembering to breathe properly can be challenging. Going under the surface for too long or too often. Burning suffocation that overwhelms. Eventually forcing one to come back up for air. Hopefully before it all becomes too heavy to move. It does not have to be this way. *** I would rather spend my breath on…

  • Punishment Poem

    I once had the strangest dream. I had been sent to another dimension. Beautiful in every definition. Perfect beaches and lush forests. The ideal paradise that anyone would love to visit. But that beauty quickly lost luster for it was not what it seemed at first. *** It was actually a punishment. Devoid of other…

  • Untangled Poem

    In my mind is a great thread. Miles upon miles as far as the eye can see. Wrapped all the way around the base of my dreams to the abyss of my anxiety and fear. Coiled in elegant patterns unique to me. Both random and ordered in a miraculous way. Much more precious than common…

  • Those At The Bottom

    Logically, it makes sense that those more vulnerable are more susceptible to negative service changes. Even if some people do not want to believe it. They would rather blame societal laziness and lack of effort. Insisting that some things are only done in the name of convenience and a luxury. That there are other options…

  • Stress Poem

    My heart beats out of my chest. Was it something I ate or drank? No, nothing that could do this. My caffeine was low and sugar intake normal. It only seems to be getting worse. What does it mean? *** Is it a medical emergency? Maybe God has finally come to claim my soul. It…

  • No Change Poem

    Some things never change for good or bad. That makes them both bad in the end. Stunted growth and improvement hand in hand. Never truly learning or moving forward. Stuck in a horrible stasis. True dead end. *** “I DO NOT TRUST YOU ANYMORE. YOU THROW OUT THINGS THAT I LOVE.” *** Some things can…

  • Distraction Poem

    Shiny! Bright! Inspiring! The perfect story! Intriguing and confounding! Designed to uproot the mind to a better place! *** Temporary. When the story ends and the movie curtains close, it disappears. I remain as I was before thrown back to my body. Not physically or mentally different. No strange miracle taken place. The only souvenir…