Poems from Kathryn Loden
The Earthquake
I carefully tiptoe around
The delicate towers
Of glass,
Barely reaching my knees.
I hold my breath
As I cross the...
Small Things are Wonderful
Small things are wonderful,
Snowflakes and seashells,
The dainty hands of a baby.
Bluebells and raspberries,...
Baby Blue
Creepy crawlies turned family pets,
Grass stains speckle even the nicest clothes.
Dirt in the strangest places.
Nothing out of...
The Cracked House
She keeps to herself in school.
No friends,
No enemies.
She wears the same clothes
Week, after, week.
And she looks...
I want to know,
How people do what they do.
How one man,
Can take the life of another,
With his,
Fists of fury,
And bullets of bitterness...