Chris Taylor : Writing

Butter, The Root Of All Evil

Butter, The Root Of All Evil

A Poem by Chris Taylor


An exaggerated poem based on a silly argument my wife and I once had. We can be so stupid, but very funny, sometimes.
Let Out Your Inner Viking

Let Out Your Inner Viking

A Poem by Chris Taylor


Let Out Your Inner Vikingby ChrisThe day now upon us and dreary eyes awakeChildren rush to open their takeTiny vikings pillage their presentsSavages w..
Pray, Wish Me Tomorrow

Pray, Wish Me Tomorrow

A Poem by Chris Taylor


Pray, Wish Me Tomorrowa poem by Chris T.The pressure, the pummeling, this life that I am to cope.A promise, a foundation and a reason to hope.I know t..
Struggle, A Daily March

Struggle, A Daily March

A Poem by Chris Taylor


A poem about the difficulties of a hard lived life
Burden, Oh Burden

Burden, Oh Burden

A Poem by Chris Taylor


Burden, Oh BurdenA Poem by ChrisBig Burden, big burden why do you crush?Turning my voice to a soft gentle hush.Big burden, big burden why won’t ..
My Shield Will I Lift Up

My Shield Will I Lift Up

A Poem by Chris Taylor


My Shield Will I Lift Upa poem by Chris T.Themoney-changer’shand comes to snatch my coinBut my shield will I lift up.The flaming arrows seek to ..
My Waffle Brain And Your Spaghetti Thoughts

My Waffle Brain And Your Spaghetti Thoughts

A Poem by Chris Taylor


My Waffle Brain And Your Spaghetti Thoughtsby Chris T.I once learned that we don’t think the same.Because, I like the compartments that organize..
My Exhilaration

My Exhilaration

A Poem by Chris Taylor


My Exhilarationa poem by ChrisThe way the note squeezes from my handsPulling tension, sliding down the strings.Tactile feel of the rosewood fingerboar..
Why Do I Hide This Broken Piece?

Why Do I Hide This Broken Piece?

A Poem by Chris Taylor


Why Do I Hide This broken Piece?a poem by Chris T.A hidden piece that I keep out of sightLike a present that I have just received and carelessly broke..
Kissing The Morning With Frost

Kissing The Morning With Frost

A Poem by Chris Taylor


Kissing The Morning With Frostby Chris T.Awaking anew, and , there has been a change.To my morning, to my life.As I slumbered, something wonderful has..