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Addict Makes A Recovery

Once I was a druggie, down and out.
I loved to get high, without a doubt.
Be it pills, booze, crack, or grass.
I would go at it till I fell on my ass.

Then one day, when I was really low,
I sat wondering; ‘where does this go?’
If I kept on like this I would be gone.
I had a feeling it wouldn’t take long.

I decided to change my ways.
I looked old, flabby, & pretty frayed.
I got online & read a lot.
Much of it was just a crock.

You are what you eat.
Eat veggies, fruit, nuts, & meat.
Do everything in moderation.
Even exercise, to my elation.

Keep away from everything I did before.
Now that really opened up a new door.
Do prayer & meditation.
Before bed or when you awaken.

Drink pure water. Much more than usual.
Yet, don’t overdo it. It’s a good move though.
I had my list of what to do.
I would need some help from you.

It was real rough starting out.
Till I learned what it was about.
Till I flushed & detoxed my system,
I didn’t know what I was missing.

I ate organic fruits & veggies.
No more processed food. Not even spaghetti.
After a couple months I had it down.
People were amazed when they came around.

I lost weight & looked super healthy.
My body looked like I was wealthy.
My muscles had definition.
I looked like I was on a mission.

A six pack was starting to show.
I had tons of energy, you know.
Girls were beginning to look my way.
It was a ton of work, but worth every day.

Addicts, let this be a lesson for you.
You can become just like this to.
Just set your mind & save your life.
You will have much less strain & strife.

——————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

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)

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)

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)

No More Dares

No More Dares

When we were kids we would joke around.

Who was the bravest kid in town?

There was a haunted house on a hill.

I think it might be there still.

We would double dog dare each other.

Spend the night, but go with another.

Finally, the night came along.

We all agreed we would be strong.

We agreed to spend the night there.

We would all go together and share.

If there were ghosts we would be brave.

Or, so we thought, as we went on our way.

We brought all we thought we would need.

Be prepared before we would proceed.

The faded front door was unlocked.

I stepped through, carrying my cot.

We decided where we would sleep.

We picked the living room cause it was neat.

Dust covered everything around.

Furniture was covered with sheets and bound.

We decided we would explore first.

We didn’t want to feel we were cursed.

We checked around downstairs.

Then we went slowly upstairs.

Once there we heard footsteps below.

We ran back down to catch the show.

But, there was no one there.

Not even any footprints anywhere.

Except ours, of course, was all there was.

We were a little shaken up—–because.

The door was still locked from within.

There was no way for anyone to get in.

We shook our heads & went back up.

We were hoping we would have some luck.

Then, at the end of the hall, chains rattled.

That’s what we thought. We were baffled.

Quiet as can be we went down the hall.

It sounded like it was coming from the wall.

Then, we heard some scary laughter.

We saw no one, but it didn’t matter.

We ran like hell back down stairs.

Some of us forgot some stuff, but we didn’t care.

As fast as we could, we got out of there.

We wouldn’t admit that place gave us a scare.

After that, we didn’t make anymore dares.

——————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)