by Jonathan Kraft written 12. April, 2009 I want so much To continue To be able to Give people The benefit of the doubt. I want to believe That at heart People are Truly good That they want to do…
Poem: Riddle #6
When I meet your lips, if you have known me you are likely to recognize I’m bubbly and sweet, an on the rocks treat causing taste buds to mobilize I am a drink about which Jack Sparrow Would likely have…
Poem: To the Girl Whose Name I Do Not Know
It is Sat, April 6, 1996 and Jonathan is 16 when he’s writing this To the Girl Whose Name I Do Not Know by Jonathan Kraft To the girl whose name I do not know. I look at you, And…
Poem: Golden Glenn
Golden Glenn by Jonathan Kraft In the golden glenn, there was a man he held something out in his hand but every time it, I tried to hold it became a rock, so strong and bold I asked the man, why…
Poem: Responses From A Song
Responses From A Song by Jonathan Kraft Written fall 2005 The first (bolded) lines are from a song I used to sing in church. The response lines are what I was hearing from somewhere beyond me. I will come to…
Poem: And I
And I by Jonathan Kraft Written sometime in 2005/2006 And I, the heart, sit and wait, in the silent stillness for my passion to ignite For my love to barrel through For my enthusiasm to burrow deep and catch fire…
Poem: The Middle Man
The Middle Man by Jonathan Kraft Written August 2005 Please don’t Hate me Or weight me Or try to debate me in the times when your intention is really to bait me I am the middle man Always stuck in-between…
Poem: Carry Wings Unbroken
Carry Wings Unbroken by Jonathan Kraft Written 3. June, 2005 So many places to travel new faces to meet new people to greet New hearts joining together Old spirits reuniting in ways only they could have planned, before living life…
Poem: Thoughts on EF and LC
by Jonathan Kraft Written 1. June, 2006 It seems so long ago but it was not so long ago, that I took what was good, and I crushed it. In a moment of carelessness, with a desire to experience something…
Poem: What’s She Looking At?
What’s She Looking At? by Jonathan Kraft Written 15. February, 2005 What is she looking at? What has come to stare her in the face? Is it something she can control? Is it something she must learn to let go…