Into Whose Pockets by Jonathan Kraft Written 12. May, 2008 Jonathan and Carrie were about $22,000 in credit card debt on 12. May, 2008. Much of this credit was at 26% APR. Who collects this 26%? Into whose pockets does…
Poem: Mothers and Children
Mothers and Children by Jonathan Kraft When women look unto the world Thinking to have a child It seems that they imagine an offspring Well-mannered, well-tempered, perhaps mild But from day one, moms learn, life’s full of surprises Babies spend…
Poem: Clean Out The Old
Clean Out The Old by Jonathan Kraft Written 10. May, 2005 Clean out the old to bring in the new This is something I’ve been told I must do In order to embrace all of the success that life has…
Poem: To Have A FOCUS
by Jonathan Kraft Written May, 2005 To have a FOCUS Means to realize that there’s a Future Opportunity Coming Up Soon There is no need to chase what I can attract If I listen through the tick tock of the…
Poem: Be Sure To Bring Some Time With You
Written in 1999, based on something a German exchange student said to Jonathan the night before her flight left: “When you come to visit, be sure to bring some time with you.” by Jonathan Kraft I lie awake tonight thinking…
Poem: There Is A New Light (At The Stoplight)
There Is A New Light by Jonathan Kraft There is a new light at the stoplight A blinding beast of a thing. A reminder to all Postman may come to call and bring a most unwelcome thing The eye of…
Poem: It’s My Heart
It is April 1998 and Jonathan is 18 It’s my heart It’s my soul So I dare to live what it takes to live it out full? What does it mean? What life I lead Where am I carried Why…
Poem: Can I Do It
Written Jan. 2, 2007 : 12:45 AM by Jonathan Kraft Can I do it? Is there enough within me to do what needs to be done in order to make it happen? Of course there is. But why then, does…
Poem: Rainmaker
4/20/99 by Jonathan Kraft The Day of the Columbine shootings Rainmaker, come tonight. Bring your rain. To cool us down To let us think To let us be. Something horrible happened today. So please, bring your rain. …
Poem: Focus From An Unknown Date
UNKNOWN DATE (sometime in 2009) by Jonathan Kraft It seems everything is telling me that I need to focus And all I want to do is breathe. Why do I view focusing and breathing as mutually exclusive? I see so…