http://slow.writerscafe.org/artbykristinann The original writings of author KAJ en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776113497 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Archer was a golden retriever who was in my life for almost 9 years. We were a Therapy Dog team, I wrote and illustrated 4 books about him. He died in January 2023 and I miss him everyday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2856856/ This is a fun poem that plays with nature and being hungry for home. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2856781/ Cold ocean waters drown every last thoughtAn absence of hope aches inside her head.Waves of endless space beat down dream upon dream.Forgotten time wasted wanting to be dead.Deep breaths of salty air cleanse a lonely soul,Loves light falls softly like droplets of rain.Shadows of total darkness wash .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2010655/ Never give up http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2010628/ There is one bad word in this one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2010621/ Soccer!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2010611/ Feeling sick is no fun http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2010605/ How can you smile at her and not at me.And go to places with her where I want to be.I've been kept out, ignored, and left behind.Watched you two have fun too many times.Couldn't you see that was me who was crying.Pretending to be happy when inside I was dying.Now there is nothing you can possibly do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2007720/ Caring more about someone who cares less about you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2007719/ When home is too many miles and years away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2007716/ Don't give up in life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2007715/ A quirky poem about not giving up http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2007711/ Every time I see an eagle fly overhead, I am in awe of its strength. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/2005979/ This is just a little reminder of inner strength http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1998142/ Just about a loved one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1997543/ We all have something deep down inside that helps us get up when we get knocked down. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1997540/ Any parents wish for their child to always be safe, happy, and healthy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1997537/ My daughter is an inspiration for many of my poems, paintings, and ideas. This one is not only for her, but all the girls :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1997535/ This gentle quiet woman reminds me of my maternal Grandmother. A happy soul content with her life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1997533/ A children's poem about a tractor ride up the hill with grandpa. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1997531/ A children's story about a flea wearing pink sneakers and a dog named Spot. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1997441/ My brother and I would spend days at our maternal grandparents farm when we were little. 17 acres of peace and quiet. It's sometimes true that you don't know what you have until it's gone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1995921/ I am not sure where the inspiration for this came, probably some sort of western on TV. I just added "Forsaken Land" and figured I will follow that with this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1995913/ As a police officer, I was assigned to the DA's office as an investigator and worked in the child abuse unit. This poem came from too many cases and an internal struggle as to why it happens. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1995902/ On a road to somewhere north,Love got lost along the way.Heading back to nowhere south,I stopped off somewhere to stay.Some place north but east from here.There I was able to rest.Not similar from up north.But not quite the same out west.My rest was somewhat restless.Something inside felt all wrong... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1987798/ The sun sprinkled the moon today.They sat and ate some brunch.Rainbows circled the clouds.Too loud to hear the crunch.Two mountains and a goat did howl.Creating such a mess.Rocks shivered with ice cream.A raven donned a dress.The trees and lake chattered a bit.And mustered up a sauce.Flowers glimmer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1987796/ My mom died one year ago, I will always be her daughter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1987791/ I wrote this when my daughter was about 12 and I knew someday she will have to leave and live her own life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/artbykristinann/1986221/