Blessed Poems
107. Withheld
by Kea Campbell
There's a horrifying creak that grows more brittle in unwelcome and unkind time.
It's ripping apart at each ablated site and teases my mind with the end of my time.
Muffled through my chest are groans, exhausted, weak, and flooding with pain.
No one does realize, and I won't tell a soul, that one ghost pump could mark my final day.
It's a blessing to wake up and think, because it means you still know you're alive.
So take advantage of all the ways to twist your brain and exercise your mind's inclines.
It's a blessing to see, taste, touch, and smell; so, experience the earth while you still can.
......
No "Step" In Dad
by Crystal Nelson
Looking back and all I can say,
Is I hope to make you proud someday.
I know I've disappointed you and you have every right to be,
But even in the bad choices, I'm still your daughter, I'm still me.
I never meant to make you feel ashamed,
But I'm the only person anyone can blame.
Up until five years of age, I never knew a fathers heart,
For mine left before my life could even start.
But until mom met you,
Broken was all we ever knew.
......
107. Withheld
by Kea Campbell
There's a horrifying creak that grows more brittle in unwelcome and unkind time.
It's ripping apart at each ablated site and teases my mind with the end of my time.
Muffled through my chest are groans, exhausted, weak, and flooding with pain.
No one does realize, and I won't tell a soul, that one ghost pump could mark my final day.
It's a blessing to wake up and think, because it means you still know you're alive.
So take advantage of all the ways to twist your brain and exercise your mind's inclines.
It's a blessing to see, taste, touch, and smell; so, experience the earth while you still can.
......
No "Step" In Dad
by Crystal Nelson
Looking back and all I can say,
Is I hope to make you proud someday.
I know I've disappointed you and you have every right to be,
But even in the bad choices, I'm still your daughter, I'm still me.
I never meant to make you feel ashamed,
But I'm the only person anyone can blame.
Up until five years of age, I never knew a fathers heart,
For mine left before my life could even start.
But until mom met you,
Broken was all we ever knew.
......
