A Goal In Mind

              A Goal In Mind

Yes, I’m coming around again.

I thought you were more than a friend.

We have to try to work this out.

My feelings are hurt, without a doubt.

Why this happened no one knows.

Around and around and around it goes.

We were, are, and always will be friends.

If we go beyond that, it all depends.

If you forgive me, let’s give it a try.

You couldn’t find a better man than I.

After all, we have nothing to lose.

I’m not putting my neck in a noose.

I am not out to hurt or rip you apart.

Let’s make all that clear from the start.

We can be friends and gradually grow closer.

I don’t want it to be like a roller coaster.

Just go with the flow and see where it leads.

Sometimes we can’t see the forest for the trees.

Time together is always a pleasure.

Being with you has become a treasure.

If it is to be,—– it will become.

As for me, you’re the only one.

But, it takes two to tangle.

When you’re ready, we will mangle.

For, two can become as one.

Give it time. It will be fun.

————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

A Halloween Chiller

        A Halloween Chiller

It was unreal, but it was true.

Something is coming after you.

Something wicked this way comes.

It is coming for more than fun.

True, it was Halloween that night.

It was time for fight or flight.

He had nightmares about it.

They were as bad as they could get.

He told the others that it was coming.

He said they all had best start running.

“What are you talking about?”

They wanted to believe him, but had some doubt.

“Something wicked this way comes”

“You been reading too much for fun”

“You have let it go to your head”

“I have nightmares when in bed”

“Just relax,—- it will go away”

“Soon, it will be another day”

They continued their trick or treating.

Always leery of who they were meeting.

Then, they heard the noise in the graveyard.

“The nightmares. This was its play yard”

The other kids were nervous now.

They decided to hurry along somehow.

They kept looking over their shoulders.

Something smelled like death, not clovers.

They heard the noise again, much closer.

They kept walking. It was getting colder.

They couldn’t see it, but knew it was there.

A breeze came up blowing their hair.

They thought something was touching their necks.

They took off running like heck.

Back home, they were still on edge.

They kept hearing something in the hedge.

None of them slept at all that night.

They were ready for fight or flight.

In the morning, all seemed normal.

Should they walk to the graveyard, or no?

They all knew they had to go.

They approached, ducking really low.

They found nothing wrong there.

Except an open grave, which was bare.

They knew what happened was real.

Very uneasy is how it made them feel.

Next Halloween,  they would stay home.

No more being chilled to the bone.

————————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

Acheron; An Age Before Time

       Acheron; An Age Before Time

The young explorers were in a cave.

They all agreed, they would be brave.

They accidently discovered the entrance.

Opened by tree roots was the incident.

Roots caused a huge stone to roll away.

They spotted it behind the brush that day.

The cave was extremely ancient for sure.

After a while, something odd did occur.

A section of cave seemed to light up.

Not caused by fungus, or other stuff.

Why it was lit up couldn’t be determined.

That was only a small part that concerned them.

There was a small city in the cavern.

Ancient beyond what they could fathom.

They found ancient symbols around.

They copied all of them they found.

Much later, they would decipher them.

Not even sure they were written by men.

Acheron was the name of the city.

How they vanished was a real pity.

This age was ruled by powerful magic.

The positive and negative results were tragic.

Magic from the dark side and from the light.

They used both for all it’s might.

The end result was total annihilation.

Finding this out caused mild elation.

Many scrolls and books were found.

Years of work translating, they were bound

to  expose Acheron’s tragic history.

They understood all the mysteries.

This age existed prior to the Bible Genesis.

Acheron, an age not meant to exist.

So much more the 3 wanted to know.

All was destroyed except this show.

Built underground, it withstood time.

Though any life, they didn’t find.

They kept their discovery to themselves.

They found the books with the magic spells.

They debated trying some, or not.

The results they saw made them stop.

There had to be a way to use it for good.

If they could do this, they would.

The 3 spent years searching for an answer.

It became an obsession, like a cancer.

Finally, they thought they had a plan.

Dark and light must be separated, if they can.

The two forces together destroyed the Acheron age.

Taken separately, they might come into play.

Did they dare to proceed with what they had found?

That is a story for any who might still be around.

They said “We’ll never know unless we try.”

But, then again, they just might die.

———————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

 

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How Legends Are Made

       How Legends Are Made

The glassy eyes was a definite clue.

To challenge him would take a fool.

He is high,—– but not on drugs.

He can dominate any thugs.

He is skilled in all  fighting arts.

He can easily rip you apart.

The best there is, was, or will ever be.

Enemy’s are smart if they just flee.

Trained from birth, or even before.

18 hour days, say all the lore.

No days off for any reason.

To do less would be treason.

It all came down to this very day.

He entered the arena, as if to stay.

He will fight for the freedom of his people.

It will be shouted from the highest steeple.

If he wins they will be left alone.

If he loses, they will become unknown.

Forever slaves to the taskmasters.

Such a fate would be a disaster.

The horn was blown, the fight began.

He moved like he wasn’t a man.

Defeating easily all who they sent in.

He knew only one thing. That was to win.

His final challenge was the 5 greatest.

Fight them all at once. This was the latest.

The rules changed when they saw he was winning.

Bring them on he thought, while grinning.

His muscles rippled with the strain.

Yet, he moved like a man insane.

They couldn’t lay a hand on him.

There was no doubt that he would win.

That’s exactly what he did that day.

Won freedom for his people all the way.

He became a legend in his own time.

He paid none of it any mind.

He was only interested in just one thing.

The love of his life. He gave her a ring.

For them the story had just begun.

Thanks to the fact that he had won.

———————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

The Love Assassin

The Love Assassin

I am an assassin of the heart.

I’ve done it again. Not so smart.

Blood on my hands tell the tale.

I try to stop—– to no avail.

 

My life has been one slaughter after another.

I rip and tear their hearts asunder.

Leaving nothing, but a bleeding heart.

Despite the fact it is tearing me apart.

 

My intentions are always good.

I am acting like I should.

Then, suddenly, there is a change.

I become the assassin of pain.

 

When things seem to be working out.

I sabotage it, without a doubt.

It seems I have a fear of success.

Yet, that’s what I want, I confess.

 

My life has been one slaughter after another.

I rip and tear hearts asunder.

Leaving nothing, but a bleeding heart.

Despite the fact it’s tearing me apart.

 

Will I always be an assassin?

It certainly is not my passion.

Yet, I can’t seem to help myself.

I am crying.—– I need help.

————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

Wildfire Ravings

                Wildfire Ravings

Surrounded by wildfires for the past week.

Breathing hazardous air that really reeks.

Praying the fires don’t come this way.

It gets more stressful every day.

Hoping we don’t have to evacuate.

It’s almost more than I can take.

Everyone here feels the same.

All they are doing seems in vain.

Finally, a report of rain on the way.

It’s a week away, is all they would say.

Thousands of fire fighters from all over.

Just to keep us from pushing up clover.

35 dead with the number growing.

Many are gone with no one knowing.

Billions of dollars gone up in smoke.

It is definitely enough to make you choke.

Stress can be a killer factor.

Wondering if we will be told to scatter.

May you never have to go through this.

It is something you’d be glad to miss.

Maybe not as bad as being in hell.

But, not far off, from what I can tell.

——————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

Only One Way

                    Only One Way                 

I turned on the TV to watch a show.

It was the same old shoot em up and rodeo.

Another hurricane, another tornado.

Maybe I should listen to the radio.

Everywhere the horrible news kept pouring in.

This is a terrible place drowning in sin.

I want a better life for you and me.

We must escape so we can be free.

But, there is very little we can do.

Because you can never run away from you.

To do that you need a new heart.

Be born again with a new start.

There is only one known way it can be done.

Surrender yourself to the heavenly One.

Everything then will fall into place.

It won’t get rid of the violence and hate.

But, it will give you all you need.

So you can make it through feeling freed.

You will give it all to Him.

He will carry you then.

You will know you’re future is assured.

You’re going home. He gave you His word.

————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

Motivation

                       Motivation

Long ago, we would take pride.

To climb a mountain to see what’s on the other side.

It seems now there are now more mountains to climb.

Are we done while still in our prime?

Instead of literal mountains, there are others.

In science, space exploration, whatever your druthers.

Search for answers to the unknown.

Answers to mysteries can be shown.

We have much left yet to explore.

Is that opportunity knocking on your door?

Pick a topic and dive right in.

You say you don’t know where to begin?

Research is a good starting place.

See what others have learned to date.

Become an expert in your field.

Whatever it is, there is much to be revealed.

Whether you are touching on things to change the world.

Or, just an imaginary world you bring to herald.

Whatever it is, always do your best.

The results will be excellent, I would guess.

It will make a better man of you.

A better world to slip into.

——————————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

The Mandela Effect

              The Mandela Effect

Have you heard of the Mandela Effect?

It seems most people have not yet.

This is what they say it displays.

It is unbelievable in every way.

People remember Mandela as a leader.

The South Africa head honcho leader.

Others say he died in prison.

What do you remember of this schism?

One or the other scenario is right.

To say both are right leads to a fight.

Yet, how can both be right?

It is enough to make you uptight.

Is it a parallel universe crossover?

Has the matrix theory blown its cover?

There is something to be said for all this.

It gives life in general a real twist.

Lots of other things don’t add up.

Usually small things that don’t disrupt.

Can you notice something different ?

Very minor to which you are indifferent?

It’s a very strange world Master Jack.

Funny how this song states this fact.

It is something for us all to think on.

Like some hair is brown and others blonde.

If you think it is all a bunch of baloney.

Don’t feel bad, you won’t be lonely.

But, if there is something to it.

What does it mean? I have no clue to fit.

Just theories, one more mystery of life.

Tension so high you could cut it with a knife.

I will leave further contemplation to you.

Maybe you will come up with a legitimate clue.

—————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

Math Genius

                         Math Genius

He was an average, ordinary teenage boy.

Then he slipped and fell, tripping over a toy.

He was hospitalized with a concussion.

His accident caused quite a disruption.

Several days later he started seeing numbers.

He could do math without any blunders.

Before, he was an average math student.

Now, at math, he was very prudent.

He did math like a computer in his head.

Finally, he was well enough to leave his bed.

He was tested in many ways.

He never failed to amaze.

He was faster than a super computer.

100% accurate with all computes here.

He did it all in his head without problem.

Any problems given,  he would solve them.

His fame spread far and wide.

Soon, he was carrying himself with pride.

He was asked to work for NASA.

“Can you solve what we ask ya?”

He could with no problem at all.

His word would be the final call.

Then, on a manned flight into space.

A problem arose that needed haste.

He was called in to help.

He could solve the problem in time, they felt.

On his way he tripped and fell.

Hit his head hard, they could tell.

When he woke up he knew no math.

He was less than average now in that.

His days of fame and glory were over.

He could not have felt any lower.

He felt like he could flip his lid.

His flame burned out long before his legend did.

Now, he is again an average high school kid.

But, it was great remembering all that he did.

——————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)