Kyle Schlicher Poems

i know a place
where the wind gently blows
where the grass is green
serene.
...

Every once in a while
I forget.

I forget the pain.
...

we are all made
of atoms,
molecules,
cells
...

i'm growing older
each day
take me away
cruel wind blows colder
...

Most of us
will never understand
ideology
overtaking
...

I have walked dirt roads
many times
as a poor kid
living in the south,
...

death would
not
surprise me.
...

It is the day
before Christmas
over here in Vietnam.
...

Seems
I spend all day
writing
and
...

i grow tomatoes
while living
in peace
within my own
...