Kris Tate : Writing

Why

Why

A Poem by Kris Tate


Why I am I like I am? You hurt me… bad Yet I am still your friend I love you more than anyone Yet I help your girlfrien..
Space

Space

A Poem by Kris Tate


Can’t you see, that its breaking me Everything has gone This is supposed to be my life Then why don’t I want to live..
Ninja

Ninja

A Poem by Kris Tate


Into my heart Past all defenses Quietly, quickly Through the shadows He found it Though he is far And it is hard I wait... I will be there ..
Houston

Houston

A Poem by Kris Tate


Walking down the streets Watching the modern day tumble weeds roll Waiting to be noticed Wanting to see Everyone rushing Everything leaving you..
The Hardest Season

The Hardest Season

A Poem by Kris Tate


Ghouls and ghosts have vanished gone without a trace Here and there signs of turkeys take their place Family comes together all happiness an..
The Barbie, The Sister

The Barbie, The Sister

A Poem by Kris Tate


A rant/rave about my older step sister
Creative Love

Creative Love

A Poem by Kris Tate


Ink In skin In fabric Words On a page Carved on my heart He is My inspiration My love My everything Word and ink Tell so much Show ..
Shape-changer

Shape-changer

A Poem by Kris Tate


Shed my skin Become someone new Peel back the layers Find some other Some dark demon kin Stained teeth that chew A presence only for the soo..
Uncle Smoke

Uncle Smoke

A Poem by Kris Tate


Cajun Coon-a*s Swamp-rat Is what he is Teaching me To cook To laugh To cry Gumbo Jambalaya Dirty rice Boudin Smells of Louisiana..
Love is Life

Love is Life

A Poem by Kris Tate


She is the one The one of my life She is the heart The heart of life I never would have thought Ten little fingers And ten little toes Co..

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