Best Kristen Poems

Missing Kristen

Bright blue eyes that sparkle;
And gentle chestnut curls.
She dances through my heart strings;
My skinny baby girl.

So proud to be her Grandma;
Even though I'm kind...

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I awakened about midnight in the middle of the day.
I was crawling swiftly toward you as I slowly raced away.
I hummed a merry melody that...

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In this life I have seen beauty
With its majesty and cruelty.
I believe in reincarnation doctrine
Would like to be butterfly divine.

A pure beauty of rainbow colors
Not...

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(I'm really sorry if I left your name off, but I tried to do
 all the premium members I could imagine plus the 
non-premiums with...

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A pearl more precious
than possession of knowledge - 
If I had wisdom
beyond that of Solomon,
I’d have no need for wishes.


For Kristen Bruni's Contest:
"If I had...

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Unburden my life of desolation
the weight on my shoulders too heavy.
Can somebody please lighten my load
I am clearly needy and ready. 

All my life never...

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I was not impressed by his super mediocre talent

     The kind one should keep under wraps exposed

    ...

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The smoke alarm goes off awakening me
I make sure my hubby is awake and grab my purse
Yes, my purse also called my suitcase by others
In...

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(Poem is in the peace symbol, created in 1958 by designer Gerald Holtom, upward V and later chosen by Bertrand Russell. Please read the first...

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Just like football we’re hard hitting and rough,
If you want to hang with us, you’ve gotta be tough;

No sissies allowed, we don’t cry when we’re...

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lay your head on my shoulder
feel free to cry, but know I care
     if you shake, I will steady you
 ...

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Alone or in a group, I can get by,
and also I have friends of whom I’m fond.
It’s even possible that I would die
for one with...

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Just like the football I am
small on the ends and big in the middle.
Sharp as a tack and fit as a fiddle,
seventy four (in the...

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Vanity…Thy Name Is Woman!

My house is on fire
What shall I do
I’ve seconds to decide
My choices are few
Shall I grab my money
My precious jewels
Or my brand...

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Peace in the Eyes of a Dog
by Kristen Jackson




In the eyes of a dog, 

you can be you, and I can be me.

In the eyes...

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