Chris : Writing

"Good Morning..."

"Good Morning..."

A Poem by Chris


"Good Morning..."I can taste your skin...the feel of ittexture of youthe give and movement,the heat and lil bumps appearingeach lil hair - so soft,the..
"When I Was Twenty..."

"When I Was Twenty..."

A Poem by Chris


Saturday morning. A day to go see witches and wizards - again. the children grown beyond their make-believe and on the edge of what now? Some to colle..
"Footsteps..."

"Footsteps..."

A Poem by Chris


What part of I live just next door don't you understand?
"Philosophy 101 - life from the curb..."

"Philosophy 101 - life from the curb..."

A Poem by Chris


I can FEEL myself just wanting to be a 'smart-a*s' today... and its really HARD to consciously ensure that how I respond to what I see is not like tha..
"Rhapsody..."  POEM... Adult

"Rhapsody..." POEM... Adult

A Poem by Chris


An adult piece
"They Call The Wind... Mariah..."

"They Call The Wind... Mariah..."

A Poem by Chris


yeah...they do..
"Collage..."  Poem

"Collage..." Poem

A Poem by Chris


A bowl of potato chips...golden and soooooooo crisp. Melt in youe heart flavor... fingertip licking-good.
"My Precious..."

"My Precious..."

A Poem by Chris


"My Precious..."I dreamed of little things -tiny, insignificant, meaningless to any but me... things.Memories I could hold - softly nuzzle, held gathe..
"A Tickle..."

"A Tickle..."

A Poem by Chris


a piece of fluff
"Can You Dance..."  Poem

"Can You Dance..." Poem

A Poem by Chris


There is dancing... and there is Dancing... and there IS - d a n c i n g..."Can You Dance..."You play well...but can YOU dance? Let spirit floatwh..