Romance – Page 25 – Word Smith Wisdom

“Pookey”

“Pookey”

Oh, Pookey—you’re the most.

Your hard to find.

Just like a ghost.

You come and go.

just like the wind.

I never know

when you’ll be in.

Can you take me

wherever you go.

So that I’ll always be

part of your show.

From the highest mountains

to the deepest seas.

To life’s bubbling fountains.

Just you and me.

We’ll slide down a rainbow.

We’ll dance in fairy dust.

We’ll have a sparkling glow

like the sun at dawn or dusk.

We’ll get lost in our magical world.

Riding dragons and having thrills.

Morning will find me curled up

In my bed . But,— where will you be??——-R. W. Johnson—–(2011)

Spring Is A ‘Happening’

Spring Is A ‘Happening’

It’s time for spring

and all turns green.

Can you hear the birdies scream?

Winds will blow.

Pay the toll.

Now, it’s time for rock & roll.

Just a fleck.

What the heck?

Slippery, almost broke my neck.

Still some ice,

like frozen mice.

Watch your step or fall down twice.

See the moon

soak up gloom.

Watch out for the Moonie loon.

All will share.

It’s everywhere.

I feel it coming in the air.

Lying with your lass.

Splendor in the grass.

Love is something that can last.

There’s still crime.

Do the time.

Get out when it’s summertime.

Make a toast.

Too the host.

Wonder which she loves the most.

It’s crying time.

She’s not mine.

Wasted love is such a crime.

What to do

Without you.

I feel like Alley Oop from Moo.

Beat my chest.

Scream protests.

It’s male pride and nothing less.

I’m moving on.

She’s now gone.

Try to figure out what went wrong.———–R. W. Johnson—-(2011)

Mending A Broken Heart

Mending A Broken Heart

Take me to the breaking of a beautiful dawn.

Take me to where my heart has gone.

Take me to the end to search for the start.

There is only one way to mend a broken heart.

Take me to where I don’t feel so small.

Take me to where I don’t need to stand tall.

Take me there quickly before I fall apart.

There is only one way to mend a broken heart.

Teach me how to see when I close my eyes.

Teach me how to forgive and to apologize.

Show me quickly before I die in the dark.

There is only one way to mend a broken heart.

Take me to where love isn’t for sale.

To a place where hearts are not so frail.

Take me to where I don’t need to play a part.

There is only one way to mend a broken heart.

Take me to a place where I feel no shame.

Take me to a place where I feel no pain.

Learning a new game is the hardest part.

There is only one way to mend a broken heart.

——————————————————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

What Goes Around Comes Around

What Goes Around Comes Around

I don’t know if I can keep on keeping on.

This depression has gotten me down.

I can’t just put a happy face on.

Like some happy go lucky clown.

It’s been this way since you waved goodbye.

You left without a word or sound.

Left me all alone to cry and cry.

I have no idea where you were bound.

You took off like a bat out of hell.

Disappeared in a cloud of dust.

Left me coughing as my heart fell.

It stopped and started turning to rust.

I keep searching for a sign of you.

Checked the mail for a letter or note.

Nothing but bills and things to do.

Junk mail really gets my goat.

Every night I leave the light on.

So, if you come by you’ll know I’m home.

But, for two long years I’ve left the light on.

You don’t come by. You do not phone.

A darker life I can’t imagine.

I no longer have an appetite.

I am wondering now how it can end.

I do not have the strength to fight.

Then, I get an E-mail from a high school friend.

I haven’t seen her in years.

She asks how things have been.

I don’t mention all my fears.

We talk back and forth for awhile.

Then we started talking on the phone.

Many weeks of long conversational trials

led to a date. I pick her up at home.

After weeks of dating and having a blast

I get a letter from you to my surprise.

You state your very sorry for the past.

I am still the love light in your eyes.

I pick up a pen and begin to write.

I never thought it would happen.

Without hesitation I write.

Another has taken your place. It’s a fact then.

—————————————————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

It’s Forever

It’s Forever

I think back to the day,

we were married in the month of May.

You were so beautiful,

and I cried. I loved you so.

All my dreams of happiness

were coming true that day of bliss.

“It’s forever”, you heard me say

when you said “I do”, that day.

Without you —-

I know I can’t go on.

Without you —-

There is no morning dawn.

Without you —-

The stars no longer shine.

Without you —-

I know I’ll lose my mind.

Without you —- Without you.

I think back to the time

we spent together when you were mine.

You were so wonderful.

I never wanted to let you go.

I lived every day for you.

Your love for me was always true.

“It’s forever”, I told our friends.

I hoped that it would never end.

Without you —-

I know I can’t go on.

Without you —-

There is no morning dawn.

Without you —-

The stars no longer shine.

Without you —-

I know I’ll lose my mind.

Without you —- Without you —-.

It ended on that day,

the angles came to carry you away.

“Please God! —- Tell me why?”

“Was there a reason for her to die?”

She was so beautiful,

and, you know I loved her so.

“It’s forever”, —- was a lie!!

It ended the day she had to die.—————R. W. Johnson—-(1994)

The Bloodline

The Bloodline

She was a girl living in the city.

She was clinging to her religion.

She was not wise, such a pity.

The man cared nothing for religion.

He cared nothing for the bloodline.

She got lost in the bloodline.

Heavy cost of the bloodline.

But, she goes on.

She cries at night & keeps alive the bloodline.

So much riding on the bloodline.

Why’s he hiding from the bloodline?

It isn’t right.

She cries at night & keeps alive the bloodline.

She heard that heaven is invite-only.

Reserved for the Christian soldiers.

Not unwed girls living in the city & lonely.

Asking for change from old sirs.

But, The Bible says Jesus loves her.

Even though she never married,

God loves her more than the Christians do.

She is part of His Holy bloodline.

She got saved in the bloodline.

The price He paid for the bloodline

changed her life.

She cries at night & keeps alive His bloodline.

She believes in the bloodline.

Lives and breathes by the bloodline

with all her might.

She cries at night & keeps alive His bloodline.

I shouldn’t have let her shoulder all the burden.

She probably won’t forgive me. God may not either.

I made a cross and laid it on her shoulders, hurting.

But, I never broke her spirit.

She owes that to her bloodline.

She stayed strong for the bloodline.

I did wrong by the bloodline.

She went on.

She cried at night & kept alive the bloodline.

Sacrificed for the bloodline..

Paid the price for the bloodline

for all her life.

She cries at night & keeps alive the bloodline.

——————————————————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

Coming On Strong

Coming On Strong

Another day, as she drug out of bed.

She just sat there holding her head.

She had drank but, not that much.

She wasn’t using it as a crutch.

Mostly she was just depressed.

Just dried tears is all that’s left.

Names were called. Words were said.

Now she wished that she were dead.

She really didn’t want him gone.

But, she didn’t want to be treated wrong.

Everything was falling apart.

The pain of having a broken heart.

Depression was coming on strong.

Lord, tell me where I went wrong.

Will I ever see a better day?

She could hope, but couldn’t say.

She was sliding down into the gloom.

She felt the end was coming soon.

She had no desire to do a thing.

Just sit & hope the phone will ring.

Then she thought of her childhood.

Of family, friends , & motherhood.

She was so very happy then.

What had happened to those friends?

Then she remembered they were still there.

Her family & friends wanting to share.

She went home & found a love.

A love sent from God above.

Her family & friends were all there.

Giving support & giving care.

All she needed was here all along.

She was suddenly feeling strong.

No more crying & feeling depressed.

Family & friends took care of the rest.

Faith in God was coming on strong.

How did she ever go wrong?

This is where she needed to be.

Here she will stay for eternity.—————–R.W. Johnson—–(2011)

It’s Heavenly

It’s heavenly

Sometimes we walk on a beach all alone.

We gaze at the waves and the sky.

You cling to me & give a little groan.

Here we are darling. Only you and I.

And I say to myself. It’s heavenly!!

Oh, so heavenly my love.

Sometimes we go hand in hand to a park.

We watch people playing & having fun.

We look in the trees and see a lark.

His song talks about the love he’s won.

And I say to myself. It’s heavenly!!

Oh, so heavenly my love.

Sometimes were home watching TV.

You cuddle up and hold my hand.

My eyes blur so I can hardly see.

I hold a treasure in my hand.

And I say to myself. It’s heavenly!!

Oh, so heavenly my love.

Love is such a wondrous thing it’s true.

But, it wouldn’t have much meaning without you.

You are my world. My guiding light.

Without you my world would have no light.

Sometimes we drive in the country for fun.

We look at all the sights to see.

We see a dog chasing a rabbit on the run.

I laugh as I pull you close to me.

And I say to myself. It’s heavenly!!

Oh, so heavenly my love.

Sometimes we go to an alley to bowl.

Were not good, but we give it a try.

You laugh at me as a gutter ball I roll.

I said I’m not good. It’s not a lie.

And I say to myself. It’s heavenly!!

Oh, so heavenly my love.

Sometimes we hug like it will never end.

I kiss you with passion from my heart.

I feel the vibes that your body can send.

I know now that we will never part.

And I say to myself. It’s heavenly!!

Oh, so heavenly my love.———————-R. W. Johnson—– (2012)

Love Needs More

Love Needs More

I am feeling like some circus clown.

She has turned my world upside down.

It was a roller coaster ride to hell.

At times things were really doing swell.

Then, our relationship crashed & burned.

You left and acted so unconcerned.

What do you expect from love?

All white & fluffy like a turtle dove?

Or down and dirty like mud wrestling?

Keep it brief!!—– Just a little fling?

That’s not the way it is, I fear.

When you’re ready for love, I’ll be here.

Then I thought about what I said.

It touched something in my head.

God has made this thought very clear.

If you’re ready for love, then I’ll be here.

Tears started flowing from my eyes.

Oh, how I hated the deceit and lies.

A world ruled by sin is a miserable place.

I need you God to give me your grace.

I need forgiveness for my sins.

I need your love through thick & thin.

Perhaps a relationship with you in the middle.

Can make me feel as fit as a fiddle.————R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

Fire And Ice

Fire And Ice

Is living with my wife paradise?

Or, am I caught between the fire and ice?

Is she the way she supposed to be?

I often felt it wasn’t right to me.

The fire is an emotional outburst of explicative’s.

Now, you can see just how sick it is.

The ice is the deadly silence that follows.

Makes you feel like your hung from a gallows.

Is this paradise?

Caught between the fire and the ice.

Is this the way it supposed to be?

It just doesn’t seem right to me.

It could happen at most any time.

I don’t believe the fault is always mine.

I sometimes feel like I’ll come unglued.

But, I say no!!– I will not be fooled.

I know I’m living in paradise.

Caught between the fire and the ice.

This must be what it supposed to be.

Because I know she really loves me.———–R. W. Johnson—-(2011)