Free bird Poetry – Page 57 – Word Smith Wisdom

Love Is Found

Love Is Found

Am I what you’ve been looking for?

Seems like we both have been here before.

They say I can be many things.

But, I’m not an angel with wings.

I have my faults, like everyone else.

I’ve made mistakes and taken the belts.

I am sure you have been there too.

No one wants to look like a fool.

The best I can do is to just be me.

If that is the person you want me to be,

then, we will have less problems for sure.

If you are what I need, it will occur.

This could be the start of something good.

As long as we are both open, like we should.

Any difficulties that occur can be overcome.

The sum of the two is better than one.

Once we are like a well oiled machine.

There will be no ending to you and me.

I would lay down my life for you.

Provided I know you will always be true.

I hope you feel the same about me.

Then, eternal bliss is all I can see.

We have each been on our own for awhile.

We each have learned to live in this style.

There are adjustments that need to be made.

All well worth it to have it made in the shade.

The bottom line is love conquers all.

Never doubt this. It is the law.

It is the law of the heart.

The heart of those who will never part.

We can get there, if we try.

I’m not perfect but, I am a nice guy.

————————————–R. W. Johnson —–(2015)

Self Turn On

Self Turn On

What makes you come alive?

Is it the way you take all in stride?

Is it mystery & adventure of life?

Is it the love you have for your wife?

If single, what turns you on?

The love of all who come along?

Do you live life on the edge?

Taking risks and pushing the hedge?

Are you the isolative type?

A good book is your biggest hype?

Do you make an effort to look for love?

Or, does it come to you, like love from above?

Do you enjoy watching others?

Wondering what it is they utter?

They mumble to themselves as they go along.

Maybe they hear voices? Could that be wrong?

Maybe you’re a TV addict?

Watching the tube, you’re really at it.

Maybe it is technical interest of any kind.

Convoluted enough to blow your mind.

Maybe gambling gives you a thrill?

Blowing your own money at your own will?

Maybe ‘hot’ cars is your turn on?

Racing a mean machine. Better than a bong.

Playing or watching sports of any kind?

That might be just what you have in mind.

Whatever it is, does it serve the need?

Is it something you want to retrieve?

Is it something that is good for you?

Or, is it something you shouldn’t do?

Self evaluation & understanding may help.

Something that will make her heart melt.

Make you someone she can look up to.

Instead of someone who only turns on you.

—————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Crazy Love, Or Lack Of

Crazy Love, Or Lack Of

This is not a marriage, it is an arrangement.

Our romance has been put into containment.

Intimately speaking, you don’t want me to touch you.

Intimately speaking, touching me, you won’t do.

All is off limits for an unknown reason.

I would almost think that you are teasing.

But, you are not. you’re as serious as a heart attack.

After years of marriage, I don’t know what to think of that.

Could it be you have a new love interest?

You deny this. No boyfriend or mistress.

You just will not discuss the matter.

It leaves me with my thoughts all scattered.

There seems no way to get to the bottom of this.

Apparently, in some way, I have been remiss.

It’s a lover’s question I’d like to know?

This whole thing is a brand new show.

The whole thing leads to extreme frustration.

It can’t even be fixed with masturbation.

Who do you see when this problem happens?

To a ‘sex therapist’? I doubt it would change the action.

This is something only women can understand.

It is not something that is rational for a man.

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

Survival Has It’s Cost

Survival Has It’s Cost

Struggling along through the burning sand,

while I hold my loved ones hand.

We help each other along.

The end will come. It won’t be long.

We have heavy packs upon our backs.

We even have some food in a few sacks.

Our water is starting to get low.

We don’t know how much further we can go.

We are being pursued for our food.

Someone is following. Stuck to us like glue.

If we can get through this desert,

we will be able to find solid dirt.

Then we can make better time.

Get to my brother’s house & be fine.

His place is deep in the mountains.

It is well guarded & near a fountain.

He has a large storehouse of supplies.

He awaits our arrival. He & his wife.

As we rest, I see the man. He is near.

I yell for him to stop, with fear.

He fires a shot at me. I duck for cover.

I grab my rifle & blow him off his feet.

He doesn’t move. Just lies in the heat.

I am shaking & cry out to the Lord.

“Why must I fight this crazy hoard?”

“Must I kill them all to survive?”

“Should I totally depend on you to stay alive?”

“Or, do I do what I can to help myself?”

“Let you handle everything else?”

We continue on across the burning sands.

Finally, we see some foliage on the land.

In a couple days we are in the mountains.

We thank God for our blessings as we count them.

It will still take days to reach his home.

We pray to God that we are not alone.

We have water now. There is small game.

We can survive.—– That much is plain.

My brother’s house finally comes into sight.

My walkie talkie reaches him in the night.

He is waiting when we reach the door.

I said “ I don’t want to kill anymore.”

We all pray for the Lord’s protection.

I ask forgiveness, with no exceptions.

The time of trouble has arrived.

All we wanted was to survive.

Live till we see our Lord in the sky.

Pray we’re saved and will not fry.

—————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Will A Little Dab Do Ya?

Will A Little Dab Do Ya?

A little dab will do ya.

I heard this often as a teen.

You will look so cool! Yeah!

Need any more be keen?

Yes! A lot more can be said.

Hair gel doesn’t get it.

If you’re looking to be wed,

shape up, just a little bit.

It was big when I was young.

Slick down the hair & turn them on.

Big hype to get a honey bun.

But, in the end, they would be gone.

Some call it growing up.

Others say experience is the best teacher.

I don’t mean to interrupt.

But, there is more than being a preacher.

To each his own when it comes to love.

You don’t find it, it finds you.

Unless you are talking about love from above,

there is usually a lot to go through.

There are disappointments and hurts.

There is ups and downs along the road of life.

Your happy times may come in spurts.

Or, you may cruise along with minimal strife.

Best choice is be true to yourself.

Treat others as you wish to be treated.

Be trustful. No hitting below the belt.

The Golden Rule will keep you from being deleted.

What goes around comes around.

Karma, or whatever, it will come back on you.

If your motives are on solid ground

what comes back will be good too.

A little dab may do ya when you’re young.

But, as you mature, much more is needed.

Before your love life has really begun,

build on the foundation that is the sweetest.

——————————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Loved Before I Was Here

Loved Before I Was Here

I’ve been sitting in my room.

I know noon is coming soon.

Could it be the end of free?

Maybe it’s the end of me?

One time—– long ago,

I had nowhere to go.

You came by & set me free.

You said be all that I can be.

I’ve been on my own since then.

I never had a real close friend.

I just wandered here and there.

I’ve been almost everywhere.

I have seen & done it all.

Nothing saved me from the fall.

I know it is coming soon.

Because it is almost noon.

Maybe I am all mixed up.

Or, maybe I am in a rut.

Maybe it is midnight, not noon.

Both of them are coming soon.

There is nowhere I can run.

No more days of partying & fun.

If I run to the sea, it will be boiling.

If I ask for shelter it brings recoiling.

So, I sit here in my room.

Looking around at all the gloom.

Is there no way to escape my fate?

I should have repented. Now it’s too late.

The line has been drawn in the sand.

I should have crossed it & been the man.

Confessed my sins and surrendered my soul.

I am so sorry God. Only you could know.

Suddenly, a bright light all around.

I sit staring. Not making a sound.

A voice says. “My son, I have waited so long.”

“Do not fear. Just come along.”

Tears flood my eyes. It is not too late.

I have finally found my fate.

Why, oh why did I wait so long.

All this love cannot be wrong.

Praise the Lord for His long patience.

For His agape love. His elation.

He loved me before I was here.

Now, I will love Him without any fear.

————————————- R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Pirate Faire

Pirate Faire

Have you gone to a Pirate’s Faire?

Checked out everyone there?

People dressed like sea going pirates.

Many buxom beauties. You should try it.

There are many jewelry booths.

Lots of games and other loot.

There are swords, knives, and axes.

Lots of fun but, the fact is:

There is pirate sights galore.

Nothing there is a bore.

Lots of clothes booths from pirate days.

Boots and leather goods to praise.

There is every type of pirate hat.

Tell me what you think of that.

There are pubs and other such places,

selling mead, ale, and rum, by buxoms with laces.

There is a ship that sails by, firing it’s cannons.

Those on shore fire back. Lots of men to man them.

There is a food area, selling fitting food.

A tent with live acts to entertain your mood.

You can sit, eat, and watch the show.

Watch until you are ready to go.

It takes a few hours to see it all.

The whole time you will have a ball.

So, next time one is near you,

be sure to go, if you have nothing else to do.

——————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Father’s Day

Father’s Day

It is Father’s Day today.

This is a very special day.

Similar to what Mother’s Day was.

A day to thank father for what he does.

Most father’s are the family head.

Mothers will show you how to make a bed.

But, father’s will be your protector.

He is the bread winner, or a defector.

You’ve heard of ‘dead beat dads’?

Well, all dads are not.—– I’m glad.

A real dad will be there for you.

You can come to him when you need to.

He will be understanding & give support.

He will be loving without a snide retort.

He will be a role model for his son.

If you’re a daughter, you’re his only one.

He will treat all his children with pride.

All are the apple of his eye.

He will be loving, generous, and kind.

He will help you with what’s on your mind.

He will go out of his way for you.

He is always there when you need him to.

He will be supportive in every way.

Yet, he will set boundaries for your play.

A father has a special role to fill.

Easier, if you follow your Heavenly Father’s will.

Everyone in the family should look up to him.

He will lead them to a lifelong win.

Some father’s fall short of this goal.

But, if you were really in the know.

There were usually reasons for his short comings.

Though, he was probably good at some things.

Regardless of what type your father is.

This day is set aside to be his.

So show him all your love for him.

Doing so is not a sin.

If you are male, you may be a father too.

What is good for your father is good for you.

——————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Music From The Heart

Music From The Heart

I play my guitar while you are sleeping.

I look down and see you smile.

I know in my heart, you are worth keeping.

I am happy you’re around for awhile.

I create a song to reflect my feelings.

It reaches deep within my soul.

I never want to hear that you are leaving.

To be yours forever, is my goal.

My guitar and I have seen a lot.

It is with me all the time.

I express my feelings on the spot.

By these rhythms & chords of mine.

You have brought the best out in me.

My heart is singing to you. Can’t you see?

Later, when I finally come to bed.

You roll over toward me.

You warm my shoulder with your head.

This is where I want you to be.

Close enough to feel you near.

To know that you are alive & vibrant.

The warmth of your body, showing no fear.

Your eyes open and you see my grin.

You ask what is wrong?

I say things couldn’t be better.

I tell her I love her in a song.

She smiles as her eyes get wetter.

My guitar and I have seen a lot.

It is with me all the time.

I express my feelings on the spot.

By these rhythms & chords of mine.

You have brought the best out in me.

My heart is singing to you. Can’t you see?

Her house is down on Cherry Drive.

And there’s a tree in her backyard.

A limb rubs against the outside.

When the wind is blowing hard.

We are safe and warm within.

Snuggled in our little love nest.

I have a feeling, it’s about to begin.

Because I know that she’s the best.

————————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

A Dental Visit

A Dental Visit

I went to the dentist today.

No, I wasn’t aware of any decay.

It was for master x-rays.

21 x-rays to find decay.

Then, they took photos too.

I should have got one for you.

I held metal things within.

Stretched my lips with them.

Pulled them back from my teeth.

So she could see beneath.

She took the photos then.

She could really see within.

It reminded me of how a female must feel

during a vaginal exam. It was real.

After all that, I saw the dentist.

She checked it all with interest.

Just one minor cavity found.

There was no problem with the crowns.

It could have been worse.

Much more though, & I would have cursed.

I was stretched, pried, prodded, poked.

She even asked me if I smoked.

She said these choppers could use some work.

I already knew that. I’m not a jerk.

My night guard was doing its job.

No more grinding teeth. Now that’s not odd.

Others do it while sleeping too.

Most of my grinding is because of you.

Well, I’ll be back. As the story goes.

Having good teeth means your smile will glow.

——————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)