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The Man

He. He is a man in every way.
He. He is never to humble to pray.
He is valiant and he is bold.
He won’t always do as told.

He, however, is loving and kind.
He will totally consume your mind.
He is mysterious in many ways.
He is at his best when he plays.

He can dominate any situation.
He takes control without hesitation.
He never forces his will on others.
He loves children and his mother.

He is a man of few words, at times.
He made his point. He acts refined.
He is respectful of others wishes.
He will even wash the dishes.

He is a man for all seasons.
He is relevant, for many reasons.
He is a man all look up to.
Yet, he always has time for you.

——————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Rumor Mill Victim

Are you going to see the show?
It is quite provocative, you know.
Yet, it will steal your heart away.
You’ll talk about it for many a day.

This show has been all over.
Big crowds have left much fuller.
It is a must for all to see.
I want you to go with me.

We could make it a double date.
It is not an excuse to wait.
I have ordered our tickets early.
You don’t mind that,—- surely.

Yes, I bought 2 extras, just in case.
I don’t want to have egg on my face.
They can pay me back, if they want.
I won’t harass them or say a taunt.

I know you fear going alone with me.
I planned for all of this, you see.
The rumors spread about me are sad.
You will find I am not that bad.

Someone started those rumors for revenge.
I wouldn’t do what she did intend.
She said she would make me suffer.
She said I wouldn’t date till I was a duffer

I have suffered much from her rumor mill.
I am broke. She has emptied out my till.
Take all you have heard with a grain of salt.
I am sweeter than a chocolate malt.

But, the only truth is to demonstrate.
I will prove I am an appropriate date.
You may find I am worth more than one.
You may even find I am loads of fun.

———————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Cupid Scores Big

What you did. I couldn’t believe it.
There was no way I could retrieve it.
You stole my heart and so much more.
Did you plan to make such a score?

We were just out to have a good time.
I never thought that you would be mine.
I am yours, I guess I should say.
I never planned on this today.

You reached down and touched my soul.
How it touched me, you’ll never know.
You wrapped my heart in ecstasy
Now I know I can never be free.

I hope I affected you in the same way.
Cupid hit us both. What can I say?
Now, where do we go from here?
I hope it lasts. That’s my big fear.

I have never felt this way before.
This is so much more than a score.
Cloud 9, move out of the way.
I am headed for the stars this day.

I have heard of heaven on earth.
Now I know just what it’s worth.
I am high just sitting here with you.
Your love excites me, through & through.

I am like a sponge. Soaking it all up.
I can’t get enough. Fill up my cup.
Let me drown in your loving eyes.
I won’t back down is no surprise.

Turn on your love light. Let it shine.
Shine on me so I will feel fine.
There is not a lot that I can do.
I have stumbled and fell for you.

What a way to go. What a show.
You’ve cast your spell? I don’t know.
Whatever happened, don’t let it end.
You are now way more than a friend.

—————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Let’s Keep Our Thoughts Private

Have you ever wondered how it would be
If others could read your mind & see what you see?
You may think that would be fun.
But, soon, you would be on the run.
Privacy would be nonexistent at best.
You would bare it all , putting all doubt to rest.
Many thoughts you don’t want others to know.
Their reaction could be a real show.
Forget guilt and shame.
Swallow them with the rest of your pain.
You would want to read others thoughts too.
Even the ground. Know what they think of you.
I have a hunch things could get nasty.
At least you would never be a patsy.
What about the thoughts of those who are mentally ill?
Could you handle that with any type of skill?
No. It would be a very unpleasant thing.
I don’t want to hear others thoughts ring.
Think of God, who can hear all of our thoughts.
Bare to Him our souls, & that’s a lot.
His love for us knows no bounds.
Hearing our thoughts & He stays around.
That is beyond my comprehension.
I am glad it’s not me, but it is Him.

———————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Keep An Open Mind To Life

Some understanding takes a lifetime of learning.
It’s the ones that keep the emotions churning.
Look back and reap the lessons from your past.
Never throw a bad experience into the trash.
Take the lesson and apply it to the situation.
Never give in to your overwhelming temptation.
Make the best of every experience in life.
File it away to use as a guide when there is strife.
In the final analysis you will be a better man.
You will handle the situation as best you can.
Others will see the wisdom of your ways.
They will come to you for advice in the coming days.
You, yourself, will feel better with the end result.
If it was based on life experiences you did consult.
We are here for a lot of different reasons.
One of those would be to learn from the seasons.
The seasons we go through as we age.
There is a season for every stage.
Every stage brings new experiences to bare.
The result is a better person for us to share.
So keep this in mind if you should get off track.
It also applies to others to explain where they are at.
A broader view of life and all it holds for you
can be obtained by always maintaining a broader view.

—————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

A Woman In Love

She was dedicated beyond a doubt.
Others wondered what it was about?
She was headed for a major fall.
Anyone could make that call.

She’s a woman in love.
She doesn’t see it at all.
She’s a woman in love.
She is blinded to the fall.
All she sees is very rosy.
All is warm and cozy.
She’s a woman in love.
She doesn’t see it at all.

He has fooled many others.
He’s a deceiver of many colors.
He has the right lines to work.
She was fooled. It’s not a quirk.

She won’t listen to others.
She won’t listen to her mother.
She is blinded to all they say.
She knows he is going to stay.

It pains me to watch it all.
I know she is headed for a fall.
It will hurt like no other.
Her life will be in the gutter.

She’s a woman in love.
She doesn’t see it at all.
She’s a woman in love.
She is blinded to the fall.
All she sees is very rosy.
All is warm and cozy.
She is a woman in love.
She doesn’t see it at all.

Some have thought she is crazy.
Others think she is only lazy.
She is neither. She’s blinded by love.
May she get help from heaven above.

———————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Magic: Gone With A Vengence

I heard of a land of magic.
A different type I didn’t know.
They used colors for their magic.
If it was dark, magic didn’t flow.

During sunny days they did all.
They used magic in many ways.
At night things moved at a crawl.
Daytime, it was like running a maze.

Not everyone had the power.
Others could only use certain colors.
They would tire in a few hours.
Few used all colors better than others.

These few were called prisms.
They were the ruling class.
Also called full spectrum magicians.
They used magic to kick others ass.

Thinking all citizens needed a leader.
Such a prism was called a black prism.
Other prisms were his advisors.
Ruling by magic, they were the bleeders.

They would bled magic from others.
Those with little or no power had no chance.
They could only run to their mothers.
Unless they could find a thing called ‘The Lance.’

“The Lance’ could wipe out a prism’s magic.
They would be powerless. A common one.
‘The Lance’ was hidden years ago by black magic.
Black magic could only be used by some.

Very few was the number of them.
Most would destroy ‘The Lance’ if they found it.
Just a couple would use it. They were real men.
If used, magic would cease to exist. Every bit.

Those with no magic would be happy with that.
Everyone would be equal. No prism’s anymore.
No ‘magician’s’ treating others like a rat.
It would make those former magicians very sore.

One day Morvel found ‘The Lance’ using black magic.
He loved his magic, but he hated prism’s.
The Black Prism took away his brother’s magic.
His brother later committed suicide. A real schism.

He activated ‘The Lance’ at noon that day.
All magic magically disappeared.
He did it to get revenge for his brother, they say.
The prism’s went nuts. Loss of their life, they feared.

Many were killed or put in prison.
Things were different from that day on.
We would call it as normal as kissin.
From that day on all magic was gone.

———————————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Computer Problems

I got a new computer the other day.
I ripped my hair. I had to pray.
This thing don’t work like the old one.
I thought a new one would be fun.
Windows 10 is supposed to be better.
I try, but I can’t even write a letter.
For a pre computer person it is hard.
This post computer age is a card.
It drives me insane when it won’t work.
I slam my fist,—– then I am hurt.
I need a computer I can talk to.
It will do just what I tell it to do.
But, no such luck. I have to be the nut.
The nut who is stuck in a rut.
Come on speakers, start to work.
You spoke once. Was it a quirk?
There has got to be a better way.
Just sending one E-Mail takes all day.
Half the E-Mail disappeared before I was done.
Took several hours to retrieve that one.
I have more storage, but I can’t find my ass.
If it wasn’t attached, it would go in the trash.
I guess I will keep on struggling along.
I will either get it right or it will be wrong.
By the time I figure it out,
It will be time to upgrade again, no doubt.

———————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Don’t Travel With A Stoner

It was time to take a trip.
But, first I had to get a fix.
Not loaded would be wrong.
I have to sing my song.

Loaded and ready to roll.
Hauling ass, though going slow.
Perception is a state of mind.
My mind is doing overtime.

Things fly by & I space out.
What is all the fuss about?
Kick back and enjoy the ride.
Don’t you trust me with your hide?

What is that I hear you yelling about?
Were still in the driveway? No doubt.
Sometimes my mind is racing like hell.
Yet, we are not moving very well.

Not to worry. It will pass.
All I need is to step on the gas.
There we go. Now were flying.
Were going like hell. I wasn’t lying.

What? Were still in the driveway?
I don’t understand it anyway.
I pushed the gas all the way down.
Wait, I need to turn around.

Oh no, I forgot to start the car.
Let’s just go to the nearest bar.
I need a drink to steady my nerves.
I feel like my eyesight has curves.

What? You’ve decided not to go?
But, you will miss the show!!
You don’t give a tinker’s damn!
You just want to get your feet on land.

What is your problem? Can’t hold a drink?
I can’t understand how you think.
I am loaded? Well, what the heck?
It’s the best way to travel, I’ll bet.

I won’t live to see tomorrow?
I am a vessel filled with sorrow?
What the heck are you talking about?
Have another drink. You’ll chill out.

I don’t know what’s bothering him?
We didn’t get out of the driveway then.
A couple drinks to calm the nerves.
Then I could negotiate those curves.

He must have never been high before.
Maybe a ‘bad’ trip before he left the door.
The boy can’t see the fun for the fright.
I hope he don’t end up in a fight.

———————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Saved From A Lonely Life

Just before I turn out the light to sleep,
I look at you lying there, so sweet.
I turn out the light and think back.
A year ago, it was only me in this shack.

I had been alone for many a year.
When I met you, it brought on fear.
But, you quickly became part of my life.
There was no fear or strife.

It was like it had always been.
You were much more than a friend.
But, I remember, I was a loner for years.
Being with you has brought me to tears.

You. You have changed my life.
You. You have taken away the strife.
You took away the lonely nights.
You made me feel like I am somebody.
After years of being a nobody.
You. You have recreated my life.
You. You did it by becoming my wife.

After years of being alone.
I had made that life my home.
No one found me desirable before.
Most thought of me as a bore.

I would kid about being a bachelor.
When I wanted to be a match for her.
But, it never seemed to go my way.
I finally said ‘ let things go as they may.’

Years rolled by. I expected no change.
Each day things remained the same.
Then,—- Came the day I met you.
It wasn’t planned, but it came true.

You. You have changed my life.
You. You have taken away my strife.
You took away the lonely nights.
You made me feel like I am somebody.
After years of being a nobody.
You. You have recreated my life.
You. You did it by becoming my wife.

—————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)