Hey Lady friend  Susi,

  I sure hope this translates well.

Det er dejligt at høre fra dig. Jeg håber, at liv er at behandle dig og din familie anstændigt.
Jeg gør ok. Jeg skriver, når jeg er inspireret. Den seneste digt jeg startede sidste efterår.
de andre 2 tis tidligere April. Hvis der er tristhed det kan skyldes mig sandsynligvis lukke
butikken i slutningen af juni måned .. Business er så slemt. I denne lille by er der ingen penge
venstre i slutningen af lønsedler for udgifterne sjov.
   Jeg er kommet til udtryk med det. Jeg er i et godt sted mentaly lige nu. Jeg håber at
være at skrive mere med bekymringer ud af mit sind.

Your friend across the miles,
Chris

now not in translation. These poems may seem sad but The one written April 1st is how religion is
driving this world crazy. I think people need to get more in touch with their souls and spirituality
than words written in different books by man.

As for the first poem of  May I have too many customers that speak with their feet stuck in their mouths

Morning Moon

Too little do you see

the world in light  of day...

More are the thoughts in

my mind

scattered as the leaves
of fall

finished in their purpose,
shreaded upon the ground

I wonder

Do you carry envy

in your heart when

you linger with the

morning sun?

Do you seek the 

secrets of brightness and warmth

when rains bring forth

thoughts of winters

to come?

I do

ccd
May 2015

Ravages of Thought

I awoke this morning

among the rubble,

Skeletons of factory and home

Tears form in my heart...

I have seen much of the 

ravages of war

Destruction of lives brought

by

the hands of man...

These tears are not 

for that...
 

Memories, dreams

 crumbling to dust   

skeleton frames reaching,

grasping for lives long gone  

Too few return
seeking what was lost...
 

My heart cries for the ravages
of thought
brought on by

abandonment through

time

ccd
May 2015