Matthew Kraft


What Paradise? - Poem by Matthew Kraft

To some a paradise may be
A tropic island, sand, sun, a palm tree.
The temperature’s a balmy 72 degrees.
Seasons never change, it feels like purgatory.
A hell more than a heaven for me.
The dead of winter has its own firestorm,
The blanket of snow will keep me warm.
Paradise lost is paradise gained
In my paradise nothing is changed.


Comments about What Paradise? by Matthew Kraft

  • Rookie - 166 Points Ronn Michael Salinas (12/22/2009 9:40:00 PM)

    Eloquent poem, Matthew.10 (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 139 Points Romeo Della Valle (12/22/2009 9:36:00 PM)

    Wow, Matthew, what a well penned piece, keep it up, you are on the right track, love it, Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year,10+++ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 22, 2009



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