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Poem A Day: Hunger For More

Poem A Day: Hunger for More; I wrote this when I was obviously hungry. I wrote it around 2004.        HUNGER FOR MORE         My stomach is grumbling, Like a storm thundering, I need to get to the kitchen, And cook up some chicken, Some green beans, With some macaroni and cheese, Baked beans well seasoned, I smell my next-door neighbor cooking, And they teasing, I need to unleash the inner-chef in me, And make some chicken noodles with peas, I don’t like black-eyed peas, Because I be thinking they looking at me, I feeling kind of Italian, So, I’m going to get me some lasagna and spaghetti, Some bread sticks on the side, Can’t forget dessert, a slice of pie, I’m a tenth French that’s why I eat fries, Put a little mashed potatoes on my plate, And I’m straight, Add some cabbage, and I’m so gay, I want to eat like it’s Thanksgiving Day, With some turkey and ham on my plate, Give me all five of the food groups, I’m nutritious,

Poem A Day: From Chapel to Hearse

Poem A Day: From Chapel to Hearse; This poem was written circa 2004-2005. I remember reading it to someone in high school and they responded with, "I was deep." Not the first and definitely not the last time I was told that. I enjoy reading my poetry that I wrote years ago. It helps me remind me of emotions I felt during that time. It also reminds me of how far I have came as a writer/poet.  From Chapel to Hearse   I admire your features, Think of me at your own leisure, I'm measuring you, Asking how long is a meter, Hop in my two-seater, Take a ride with me, Don't take this relationship lightly, I think of you highly, I want to be with you nightly, I got a fetish for your body, Looking at you arouses me, I'm anticipating you being my spouse to be, Come lay with me, stay with me, Hold me, take hold of me, Make the most of me, Everything about you is intriguing, Without you, there is no meaning, Your heart is in good keeping,

Poem of the Day: Will Tomorrow Ever Come

Poem A Day: Will Tomorrow Ever Come By: Kristyna Cochran written circa early 2000's.  WILL TOMORROW EVER COME Today I woke up with cold in my eyes, Washed it out, and had pink eye, I thought will tomorrow ever come, Went to the doctor, he gave me eye drops, He said I still had to go to school, My heart stopped, I thought will tomorrow ever come, They started talking about me, I punched everyone that said something bad about me, I thought will tomorrow ever come, I got suspended from school for three days, I got home and thought I could play, Mama picked me up and acted all nice; gave me a kiss, She got all the plates and bowls out the cabinet, And I had to wash every dish, I thought will tomorrow ever come, While I was sneaking out to play basketball, I broke my ankle, I came back in, and momma gave me a whooping I couldn’t handle, I thought will tomorrow ever come, I went to sleep with bruises on my back, I thought will tomorrow ever com

Poem A Day: Deep Thought

Deep Thought  By: Kristyna Cochran  Blank page. I stare. I type, no, no, no, backspace, It was just there, Where? In my mind, PAUSE One moment as I try to find, That word, that word that fit together perfectly, With that word and that word. Argggh, I don’t have it, It was good while it lasted.

Poem A Day: Here You are Lord

Poem of the Day 7/16 Here you are Lord By: Kristyna Cochran  Here you are Lord,  My problems, my issues,  I give to you,  My worries have dissolved into relief,  I have faith now, no more disbelief,  My tears have transformed from pain into relief, I have tried it on my own and found it won't do,  Overwhelmed by the deepest concept of reality,  So, I look to you,  As much as I want to know the why's and who's,  More important just help me get through,  I have circled around, trying to find some answers,  Back to you I found myself,  How could I have strayed?  Never-mind the questions, just show me the way,  To my knees I fall, now I shall pray. 

Poem A Day: Dear Ol' Gem

This poem Dear Ol Gem , is a part of my first book I published, The Dwindling of a Once Prosperous City , which is also available on Amazon for purchase.  DEAR OL’ GEM  A look at Dayton’s skyline gives me great pride,  As I fly down highway 75  I knew I was home as I passed touchdown Jesus,  And then the Cooper tires building,  But like other things of my childhood it was gone; diminished,  The city I had once known was turning into a ghost town,  A city where the Salem Mall once flourished,  And created employment and hangout spots for neverending enjoyment,  NCR, Mead, GM of Moraine, the economy hit like a bad basketball game,  Business closing, houses foreclosing,  Competing with people 2 and 3 times my age for jobs,  Stress has people thinking the only way out is to rob,  Running away from what was once home,  Leaving behind what I once known,  Memories of you will forever reside in my memory,  Away I am but I have this empty feeling  To my dear ol’ gem, oh Dayton to you the diadem

Everything Happens for a Reason: More like it is what it is

Everything happens for a reason!! That is the most used statement that I truly abhor. I have yet to fathom that statement. Mainly because I am one of logic and if don't make sense, I falter to understand it. I attempt to look for the reason that something happens through simply mentally creating scenarios of causation and reaction, yet, I am left with more questions than I began with. Sometimes people say the reason is for other people to learn from you mistake. You are being used as a vessel, though sometimes that statement is still hard to comprehend.  Today I am not sure if owning a car is right for me, or even in my cards. Although, I know that car troubles or accidents are inevitable; I am at the point where I feel as if it is expected. Through growth, I have felt like I have made better decisions when it came to purchasing a car and even maintaining my cars, however, I am feeling defeated when it comes to cars.  My mom purchased my first car for me when I was in high school.

It Takes A Village

I graduated high school in 2005. It has been 15 years since I graduated high school. I graduated high school in May and in August my mom, siblings and I were packed up headed for Montgomery, Alabama. I did not know anyone in Montgomery, Alabama. I knew that it is was where the Bus Boycotting began in the 1950's. I knew that there were probably still racial disparities running rampant throughout the city of Montgomery, Alabama; mostly because it was the south. I knew that there were going to be plenty of Black people there, and that is what I wanted to be around. Last but not least, I knew it was hot. One of the most important things about choosing to go to Montgomery, Alabama to go to The Alabama State University was "the application was free." I was also pretty happy about the tuition. It was fairly cheap to be out of state college.  Before the car was packed and my mom, siblings and I were in the car and was ready to head down south for the first time; I had to prepare.