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Kris

Mountain Gal

About Me



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I'm Kris, a baby boomer, gypsy, single, free spirt, singer songwriter / poet /author / teacher.I currently live in the mountains just west of Denver, in a cabin in a canyon by a creek where I can watch the elk graze and shoo off the occasional bear. I must have a life where I can throw open my windows listen to the creek, (or the ocean) smell the wind in the pines, write and manifest my perfect life.I work as performance director and songwriting, acting, performance,and vocal coach for a talent development company called "All That" Entertainment LLC (Check My Friends list. Many are my students). My Websites: www.cimarron.tv & www.the-least-of-these.com

My Interests

Singing, Songwriting, Writing, Acting, Travel, Movies, Swimming, Dancing, Laughing, talking, Being Quiet

I'd like to meet:

I'm currently pulling together a book tour and am making myself available for readings and signings. Please check out: www.trafford.com/06-2401 www.the-least-of-these.com www.cimarron.tv Also Offering: Professional & Master Level Coaching in Acting, & Performance, available for private coaching & workshops.

Music:

Classic Rock, Folk, Some Country, Western, Cowboy Poetry, Some Pop, Clasical, Just about any.

Movies:

All Time Favorites: House of Cards, A River Runs Through It, Lord of the Rings, The Legend of Bagger Vance, Fools Rush In,

Heroes:

The Dali Llama, for having no “Holy-Holy” pretense. Robert Redford for doing so much more with his life than being pretty. Sojourner Truth (the abolitionist) for stepping up to change her world. Walt Whitman, for the gift of Language and Poetry.

My Blog

Info for A Christmas Story, "The Least of These"

www.the-least-of-these.com   The Story of Hope and a Christmas Miracle          ;  Christmas Eve in the Getto.  An Aged Santa wearily r...
Posted by Kris on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 10:58:00 PST

Folk Rock / The Gift

The Gift He dragged that beat up 12 string 'cross the tree-lined country wide The neck would bend the back was cracked, the bracing broke inside I told him, "Why not strip the top, and make it all b...
Posted by Kris on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 11:19:00 PST

Tribal

In Loving Memory Of My Mother & Dedicated To The Steadfast Strength & Love of Her Eight Sisters.     Tribal              I...
Posted by Kris on Mon, 21 May 2007 09:48:00 PST

Rock'n'Roll

Nightwinds The day is fading, the shadows grow long And the light paves way for the moon A loon commences a sorrowful song And the hoot owl takes up the tune   Comes a moment of twilight and dar...
Posted by Kris on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 05:39:00 PST

Love

  Reality?.. "Is this reality?" You venture. Afterglow, hand still rests on my thigh, Eyes locked, probing, entering And leaving mine Much as your hands clasp My head, Tongue parting, lips Sea...
Posted by Kris on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 11:04:00 PST

The Line

The Line         &n bsp;         &n bsp;        The line lay drawn between the tw...
Posted by Kris on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 05:06:00 PST

Cool Things The Cat Does

    Cool Things the Cat Does     (Twelve bar blues in A) He makes me laugh more than you,         &n bsp; &nb...
Posted by Kris on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 05:01:00 PST

Hometowns

This Hometown Aire   Breathe deeply this hometown air On it, the sound of songbirds The scent of farms and prairies The echoes of storms past and to come This air, softly caressing Is moist with...
Posted by Kris on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 08:01:00 PST

Finding Grace, A moment with the Dalai Llama

Finding Grace "Up, Up And Away In My Beautiful Balloon?" The roar of the engines was deafening.  The rattletrap of the plane, (apparently a WWII Troup Transport drafted into civilian use as a Cos...
Posted by Kris on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 01:13:00 PST