Kristen Ulrich

Joined May 2021

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Morning Coffee
I am greeted, With the warm smell, Of roasted coffee beans, I gently pour my morning cup, It is begging for a taste! I mix in the milk and sugar,
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
If I Were Money
If I were money, I would be sad, Wondering if I were lost, Wondering if I were had, People always guessing, If they had anymore,
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
Eclipse
Exceptional Celestial Lively Interesting Pleasing Soaring Elevated
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
Cookies With Milk
I am at meal time, Thinking of you, Trying not to become blue, Crushed up Oreos, In a white mug, Was something you made at your house,
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
The Mystery Matter
I never thought that this would matter, It really did throw me for a loop, Well actually it did make a difference! Nevermind it actually wasn’t that big of a deal,
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
Snoopy and Woodstock’s Valentine’s Day
It was Valentine’s Day and Snoopy was trekking through the snow. He was looking for Woodstock, when suddenly he tripped over a pink heart-shaped stone. It appeared out of nowhere. Snoopy wondered who put the stone there. A few feet away, he found another red heart-shaped stone. There were alternating pink and red heart shaped stones forming a path.
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Fiction
Rainbow
After the rain, there is a rainbow, Blue, violet, indigo, Curving throughout the sky, Don’t look down, look up, don’t be shy,
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
A Mother’s Wish
Eat your fruit, I know what’s best, You’re cute! Wear your best suit, I know all the rest, Here is an apple, to boot!
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
Marvelous Mom
Marvelous Mom masterfully makes, Marvelous Mom mildly mediates, Motivating, Magnetic, Magical, Marvelous Mom merrily meets.
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
My Spiritual Beliefs
One December afternoon, My hand started to shake, I had no idea what was happening, This I could not fake, Then I started to write things that were not from this world,
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Confessions
Little Elephant
There once was a little elephant, On my bedroom dresser, He was made of glass, He was very beautiful, I ran my hand over him,
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets
A Mother’s Kiss
I love to feel your baby skin, Rubbing against my cheek, You are the apple of my eye, As I feed you, your bottle is starting to leak,
By Kristen Ulrich2 years ago in Poets