A man went off to war that day.
Three children sat in bed to prey...
Here I go in this world alone.
Trying to understand...
Damaging words spat from forked tongue
Mind battered and weakened; head hung...
I wrote this while on vacation onto post cards to...
The ocean's blue...
Soothing, reassuring
Comforting and true...
I've discovered what annoys me
It's when poems are 'ritten lyke dis...
Causing trouble
all day long...
My Hit Man
dressed in a dark suit...
Where Poetry Hides?!?
Poetry hides deep down inside...
This the pain that I feel so deep
keeps me awake, I can not sleep...
Hear my cries, assuage my fears.
End your hateful words to my ears...
I am Kris, I am Loving
I wonder whats in store of my Love life and more...