What a powerful and inspiring message. The only disability in life is a bad attitude. This could be stated to say that one of our greatest abilities in life is our ability to choose a good attitude.
Poem: What Happens To A Lost Love?
What Happens To A Lost Love? by Jonathan Kraft This poem was written in 2012 for a client. What happens to a love that is lost Or the heart of a lover that believes in love staying true for all…
Poem: The Forgotten Art of Typography
This is the short form of a poem I wrote for someone who told me just that they wanted a poem about typography, and needed to end by asking the reader to make a judgment about the quality of the…
Poem: You Are Whole
You Are Whole by Jonathan Kraft Within each part is the whole. Within you is everything that is, was, or will be. Within each cell of your body is the knowledge of every experience you’ve ever experienced. It’s been proven.…
Poem: To the girl at Ascension Lutheran Church
It is February 1, 1997. Jonathan is 17 when he writes this poem. To the girl at Ascension Lutheran Church by Jonathan Kraft Radiance Among other things But radiance is the best word I can think of to describe you.…
Poem: A Resonant Passion
A Resonant Passion by Jonathan Kraft Written 11. May, 2008 Where do I resonate where the pitch is always on where the mind connects to it all in such a way that it’s conclusively what I’m sent to do? I’m…
Poem: Thanks For Your Review
This was written for someone who wanted a way to encourage previous customers to write reviews of his product(s) on Amazon. Thanks For Your Review by Jonathan Kraft If you like what I have written If what you’ve read meant…
Poem: Oo-Shee-Go-She-Sahn
All About Sushi by Jonathan Kraft (Special thanks to my brother Adam.) My name is Oo-Shee-Go-She-Sahn, my friends, they call me Ooshee. Today, I’d like to talk to you about this food called sushi! Some people think sushi is fish.…
Poem: The Ax I See
The Ax I See by Jonathan Kraft There is a chopping somewhere a chopping at a tree I’m not sure if I’m being chopped or if the ax is me I’m not sure why I’d want to chop such young…
Glasses, the eye kind
Some day I will know what it’s like to wake up and be able to see clearly. I have no memory of being able to do this. (I got glasses at age 7.) For years and years I wore glasses…