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Disabled Dreamer

Author: Nicole Kinzel

  • Liar Liar Dream

    A college age student named Tomas sits at a desk at the campus library. Pens and writing materials scatter over a multitude of project sheets. His schedule was incredibly full. So much work to do. He was intelligent and had took on a significant class load. It was expected of him. He could never have…

  • Rest Day Poem

    A soft sigh. Start with a late morning. Calm overtakes. No rush or consequences. Absent of struggle or anxiety. Slowing down to catch back up. *** Flowers and leaves already open to the morning sun. Soft music echos from somewhere unseen or minded. The usual pains exist unchanged but in lesser form. Given room to…

  • 626 Night Market

    Location: Alameda County Fairgrounds Accessible: yes The 626 Night Market is an Asian street fair. Originally from the 626 area code, it is now so popular that it happens all the way at the county fairgrounds twice a year. Everything from food that would be nostalgic for Asian cultures, to anime products that would make…

  • The Power Poem

    Who holds the power between giver and receiver? A tug of war that continues if intervention is not provided. Rope straining between the tired hands of needs. Bruised and bloody from time. Both sides neither wanting to be a loser or winner. Yet not wanting the game to continue. *** If either side is winning,…

  • Coral Bells Poem

    Coral bells, for who do you ring? Perched in my front garden under light shade. Sentries to home and hearth. Putting forth your music multiple times a year. A repeating encore. Announcing your entrance with the hum of bees and the flutter of butterfly wings. *** Do you ring to welcome? A victorious return home.…

  • Happy 100 Days Posting!

    Happy 100 days of listening to my random tangents. You may be a silent minority but I am so grateful to the frequent readers and those that leave likes on content. It helps me know what aspects of content and forms to focus on. You guys keep me moving. I started this site as an…

  • Childhood Lights Poem

    There was the strangest phenomenon when I was little. Visitors of the unusual kind would come to me in the middle of the night. If sleep did not take me first they would come. An expected occurrence. *** Vibrant shapes would fill the air. Sometimes they would move in a line and other times in…

  • You Are What I Fear Poem

    A spider spinning a web. Trying to draw people in with a false light. Practiced thread pulled tight by manipulation. Feeding only on those that cannot fight back. Paralyzed by a mixture of hope and lies. Avoid that web at all cost. *** I will take flight in the opposite direction. Perhaps the web is…

  • What Do I Need? Poem

    Do I need you? The soft love. The tender touch. The presence that props me up. That twin soul. The one that could be my everything. *** Do I need the security? A future that isn’t a dead end. Life that does not scream of being lonely. A worry snuffed out at the root. No…

  • Visions Poem

    Sometimes I have nightmares. Doing or feeling horrible things. Against morals. Against belief. Against my very nature. And I don’t mind. *** Is it a relic of my childhood? Chaos manifest. Mimicry of the poor role models in my life. A sad attempt to empathize. A breakout of memory. Failure of realization of self. ***…