March 3, 1997 and Jonathan is 17 -thinking nervously about what it will mean to be going to college. I hear the coyotes howl and enjoy it to the fullest for I know I will miss them when I am…
Poem: In Brazil (My Heart Burns In The Samba)
(This was a purchase from someone to re-write a poem they had started, in order to make it rhyme and flow.) In Brazil (My Heart Burns In The Samba) by Jonathan Kraft Beyond what you see across the plain…
Poem: The Beat Of The Clock
The Beat Of The Clock by Jonathan Kraft written 17. November, 2008 Tick Tock tick tock Tick Tock Tick Tock My life is not a march of time a beat marked out while I march in line to the tune…
Poem: Rules for Modern Men (Stepfathers)
This was a poem written in 2013 for a client. His original request is below. Please have a look at www.IWriteYourPoems.com and I will also write a custom poem for you. Rules for Modern Men (Stepfathers) by Jonathan Kraft…
Poem: For A Single Mom, From A Grown Child
For A Single Mom by Jonathan Kraft I can look back and see how truly tough life must have been You there with me a little child But your loving arms always around me Your dedicated attention always caring for…
Poem: The Man In The Moon
Written February of 1995 when Jonathan is 15 The Man in the Moon by Jonathan Kraft The Man in the Moon a figment of the mind looks down on us and sees us in our lives He sees the way…
Poem: Steam Cloud Swirls
This poem was written for a client in 2013. Steam Cloud Swirls by Jonathan Kraft Steam cloud swirls shapes that disappear and re-appear again a manhole cover that society built three inch steel causes this art Big bright lights glowing…
Poem: Get Thee To Roanoke
This was a poem written quickly for a client who needed it right away. The original request is below. Please let me know if you’d like me to write a custom poem for you. Get Thee To Roanoke by Jonathan…
Poem: What The World Wants
What The World Wants by Jonathan Kraft The world wants me to quit to give up to say “That’s enough struggle. I’ll just give up and be mediocre.” The world wants this so that they can say “See. The world…
Poem: Precious In Every Light
Precious In Every Light by Jonathan Kraft Red, Blue, Yellow, Black and white should be precious in every light but sometimes people have a hard time to see that sentiment with a blended family Who knows why society’s stereotypes keep…