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The Little Knight / The Little Knight Strikes Back

The Little Knight

Deep into the canyon

with rugged pinnacles above,

the narrow trail went on.

A sliver of gray, angry sky above.

Soon it would be dark all around.

The canyon walls closed together.

Onward went the lonely, little knight.

Not stopping for food, drink, or weather.

Finally, he reached a narrow strip of land

With a very small stream in the center.

The canyon walls were 20 feet apart

In this valley he dared to enter.

Why come here? Where no one lived.

No sign of life on land or in the water.

He came here for one reason only.

To find the one who finally got her.

He hears his name being called.

He realizes he is in his room.

Another day staring at the wall.

Since she left him for that buffoon.———-R. W. Johnson——(2005)

The Little Knight Strikes Back

The lonely little knight headed into the cave.

There was someone here for him to save.

This was the dragon’s den.

The dragon was one time friends with him.

Then, the dragon stole his soul mate away.

Now, it was time to make him pay.

He crept along the narrow passage.

Feeling like he was entering a fast cage.

How could the dragon do this to him?

He had once called him best friend.

He cautiously peeked around a stalagmite.

There they were within his sight.

She was sitting on his knee.

What a sight for him to see.

He made ready to make his charge.

A car horn honking made him look up.

He was sitting there, a pain in his gut.

He was at a bus stop just sitting.

Day tripping again about—-getting,

getting even—– with them both————–R. W. Johnson—-(2005)

Some Halloween Fun

Some Halloween Fun

Eney meany miny mo.

You keep saying to take it slow.

It’s been over two years now.

If that’s not slow then tell me how.

Inka dinka dinka doo.

You know how much I love you.

Do you love me just as much?

Is this relationship built on trust?

Abra kadabra. Holy hey.

I called you up the other day.

You said you were down with the flu.

Friends of mine said they saw you.

Eye of newt. Leg of spider.

I’m not wanting to start a fight here.

Just tell where this all is going.

Do I stay or should I be rolling?

Ghosts & goblins & scary things.

It’s the scariest relationship I’ve ever seen.

Just like “Spooky” in the song.

What the hell is going on?

“Trick or treat”

Yelled everyone as I came down the street.

“We were having some Halloween fun.”

“Your girl said you’re the only one”

Black cats and witch’s brew.

Now I feel just like a fool.

I put it behind me as we made love.

In the woods with a full moon above.——–R. W. Johnson—–(2011)

A Halloween Boo Boo

A Halloween Boo Boo

It’s that time of year again.

Time for pumpkins, ghosts, and candy tins.

Time to mix up a special brew.

A big caldron of bubbling goo.

A ‘real’ witch will mix it up.

Special ingredients to fill your gut.

You must be careful cause you never know

just which way this stuff will go.

Look out!!, some just splashed out now.

It is growing to the size of a cow.

It’s all slimy and really stinks.

Smells like something flushed down the sink.

It is moving like a great big blob.

Coming toward us like mudslide sod.

Run!! Get away from here quick!!

Or you will be sucked up like that stick.

It just ran over a little mouse.

The mouse is gone. The little louse.

The more living things it eats the more red it gets.

It wants organic beings. It won’t rest.

We have to stop it. There must be a way.

Freeze it like in “The Blob”, in its day.

So, like the movie, we sprayed it with co2.

Froze it solid. We ain’t no fools.

We had the Air Force fly it to the frozen arctic

They left it there in a heartbeat.

We hope we never see it again.

Happy Halloween. It’s not the end.———–R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

A Halloween Urban Legend

A Halloween Urban Legend

While camping for a day in the desert lands,

I saw a man walking out of the burning sands.

He came into camp and asked for water.

He looked like he couldn’t get much hotter.

His skin was red and his clothes hung limp.

His body smelled like burning hemp.

After he drank enough to quench his thirst.

I said “This day must have been your worst”.

He replied “No, what’ s out there is worse by far”.

I said “You mean the heat? Where’s your car?’.

“I Ran into them on a geological survey trip”.

“Scared me so bad I almost lost my grip”.

“Big, ugly, hair all over. Looked like a demon”.

“More than one. A bunch of behemoths”.

“I dropped everything and ran for my life”.

“All I had on me was just my pipe”.

“I’ve been running, walking, & crawling “.

“For 2 days straight. Too dried out for bawling”.

I said ”Man, you’re lucky you found me”.

“If you get too hot, no telling what you’ll see”.

“No man, it wasn’t a hallucination or illusion”.

“They were real, in all their profusion”.

“They looked like they were having lunch”

“They were eating human parts, I have a hunch”.

“I’ll drive you to the nearest town”.

“Report it to the police about what you found”.

When he told the police his story,

they laughed and said “We know it was gory”.

“However, 2 days ago was Halloween day”.

“ Every year there is a similar experience, they say”.

“There has been many searches with nothing found’.

“ It’s just an urban legend. To Halloween, it’s bound’.

The man was shocked and was sorry he came.

For him Halloween will never be the same.

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

The “Real” Exorcist

The ‘Real’ Exorcist

Are you an exorcist?

Yes, I work at the gym.

I teach classes on exercise.

No, I mean one who ousts sin.

Sin in the form of demon possession.

Are you kidding me??

I have never held such a session.

That’s odd. I was referred to thee.

The local pastor said you were the best.

He said you really knew your stuff.

Is his last name Hess?

He is in my exercise class, he puffed.

I think you were confused by his answer.

He thought you were talking about exercise.

I have to get rid of a demon like a cancer.

I don’t need to be doing any exercising.

What exactly does this demon do?

Have you seen “The Exorcist”, then you know.

What!! That kind of stuff is happening to you?

That & a lot more you don’t wanna know.

He picks me up. He lays me down.

He does other things like bend my back.

My golden hair lies on the ground.

I am surprised my neck or back doesn’t crack.

This sounds insane. Have you tried psych help?

Sometimes imagined things can seem real.

How about prayer? Have you asked as you knelt?

I have done it all. They all give the same spiel.

Has anyone witnessed these episodes?

Of course they have. They are scared.

They even filmed it in a slower mode.

It is almost more than they can bare.

Does it only happen at night?

Mostly when I am asleep.

That must really make you uptight.

I would rather be counting sheep.

Have you thought of changing the channel?

What do you mean? Is that a joke?

No, go to sleep with the power of Emmanuel.

Pray He will protect you like other folk.

I haven’t tried that. I think I will.

I hope it works for you.

With God’s armor, it surely will.

I’ll surrender to Him. I’m no fool.

Did it work? I don’t know the answer.

All I know is God can overcome all.

Be it sin or be it sickness like cancer.

Just trust & have faith. Answer His call.—–R. W. Johnson—–(2014)

No Where To Isolated For God

No Where Too Isolated For God

He was talking of his travels to the Misty Mountains.

He said a better name would be the Mystic Mountains.

The group of 4 took 3 days to reach the mountains.

Everything was shrouded in mist and fog.

You had to watch your step or trip on a log.

Worse yet, you could step into a bog.

It was a slow, difficult, arduous climb.

Along the way we were grabbing every vine.

I grabbed something slick. Your arm or mine?

It was a snake which I flung away with haste.

After that I tried to set a faster pace.

But, had to slow down. Branches hit me in the face.

After five days and nights of terror,

we reached the summit. We think we were there.

Couldn’t see anything yet. We could just stare.

Every direction seemed to be down.

I picked dead ahead, with a frown.

So, down the other side we were bound.

We had another 5 days of treacherous stuff.

We were almost ready to say we had had enough.

This trip was turning out to be mighty rough.

Then, the misty fog started thinning out.

We could see a few feet as we looked about.

I saw a fish in a brook I thought was a trout.

Then, the fog cleared and below us was a mystical land.

Beautiful, green, wooded, meadows, lakes, & sand.

Rivers, rolling gentle hills. It looked really grand.

We descended down into the valley. It was a steep climb.

This valley really seemed to be isolated in time.

The thought of dinosaurs came to mind.

On the valley floor there was a trail.

It led by a waterfall , where we saw some quail.

It led along a river then over a dale.

Then it led into the woods.

We followed the trail as best we could.

We didn’t stop, though we knew we should.

Suddenly, up ahead, we heard a sound.

It sounded like people. Could there be a town?

Then, there were children all around.

Sun tanned little faces looked up at us.

They weren’t afraid. they seemed to trust.

One looked shocked when one of us cussed.

“You’re not angels to talk like that”

The man turned red . Said: “Sorry about that.”

We all followed the kids to a near by shack.

A man came out holding a Bible.

He said “Well, hello there. I’m pastor Lible.”

“Don’t worry. The kids follow me everywhere I go.”

We learned the valley was totally cut off from outside.

He said “I saw smoke here when I went on a plane ride”

“I decided to check it out for myself.’ he sighed.

“I’ve been here 10 years now. Everyone is converted.”

“I didn’t realize how strong God’s word is.”

“Now, all these people are surely His.”

We realized no matter how isolated a place is.

God’s word will show all how His grace is.

God finds a way to reach all His faces.

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2013)

A Fairy Tale

A Fairy Tale

I was walking down a country road.

Twilight was lengthening the shadows.

I heard the croaking of the toads.

I saw the nearby cattle.

Suddenly, I heard a cry!!

It came from somewhere in the woods.

Darkened trees flashed by my eyes,

as I ran as fast as I could.

Down the road, I reached the spot

from where the cry had come.

I started into the wooded lot,

at a creep and not a run.

Soon, I reached a waterfall.

There was moonlight shining down.

I moved closer at a crawl.

Careful not to make a sound.

Below the falls there was a pool.

From there I heard the voices.

At first I thought it wasn’t true.

But, there were no other choices.

There were fairies, small with wings.

They were sitting & playing in the water.

Many laughed while others would sing.

Still others, splashed around like otters.

I felt a magical peace of mind

watching the fairies in the moonlight.

Who would believe there exists their kind?

I had a feeling it was only right.

Suddenly, I had to sneeze.

The fairies all froze and looked.

I fell down upon my knees.

Not a ripple stirred within the brook.

Then, all the fairies took to the air.

They flew off into the night.

All that I could do, was stare

into the shimmering moonlight.

To this day, I still believe,

what took place that moonlit night.

The fairies I saw could not deceive,

even though they took to flight.

So, if you know a secluded spot to go

with lots of water around.

Go there when the moon is full

and fairies may be found.—————–R. W. Johnson—–(2004)

Ode To The Bold

Ode To The Bold

I stand in a wide flat land.

No shadow or shade about.

Yeagger is the kind of man

who will kill you without a doubt.

He’s after me, but I got away.

He’s been tracking me for a month.

I don’t even know the time of day.

I just keep moving. Avoid the hunt.

I was in town for a little fun.

I didn’t know Collette was his girl.

Since he caught us, I’ve been on the run.

But, she really gave my heart a whirl.

I got to get back to my Collette.

Though, Yeagger may gun me down.

He’ll never let me forget.

I never should of gone into that town.

I hear a horse way off in the distance.

I can just make out a horse & rider.

Yeagger is very persistent.

There is no place to hide here.

As I run, I spot a small gully.

I dive in & try to dig deeper.

After a time, he comes riding slowly.

I have one shot. I’ll be the reaper.

I blew him off his horse.

He hit the ground.

I buried him in the gully.

In the hopes he’ll never be found.

I ride into town searching for Collette.

I find her in the local saloon.

I am hoping that she didn’t forget.

She rushes into my arms & swoons.

“I was so worried. but, where is Yeagger.”

I tell her all as she turns white.

“He was my older brother:—- Yeagger.”

I listen & my heart drops out of sight.

“Why didn’t you tell me ?” I said with shock.

“I thought you knew” she said in tears.

So ends the tale of me & Collette.

I never saw her again.

But, on this you can bet.

Her hand, I could never win.—————–R.W. Johnson—–(2011)

Space Rock – Or More?

Space Rock – Or More?

Spiraling through space.

Round and round.

A freezing cold hunk of rock.

Silence all around.

Ever onward through the void.

It’s destination unknown.

There was nothing to avoid.

It traveled on alone.

Time was non-existent here.

Every revolution the same.

Could life exist in such a state?

Survive and not go insane?

Yet,—- alive it was.

Not as we would know life.

Something different altogether.

Still something that had the right

to be called a sentient being.

A living ship might be close

To describe this hunk of rock.

Could it be carrying ghosts

onward to their destiny?

If there was life within,

there was no indication.

Just a hunk of rock in space

was all. No communication.

A time will someday come

when it will reach a destination.

Then, the answer will reveal

it’s final consecration.———————-R. W. Johnson—-(2011)

Dog Does Good

Dog Does Good

We were going for a short walk.

We looked up when we heard some talk.

A gang of kids were in the street.

Before we could redirect our feet,

two kids to the side started fighting.

As I watched, two kids were gliding.

They tiptoed by quiet as a mouse.

Then they went into our house.

They were trying to steal our TV.

When our dog came out to see.

He was in the other room.

He growled and jumped the first buffoon.

The other kid was setting down the TV.

While he was saying— “Nice doggie.”

Then he turned and ran real fast.

With the dog nipping at his ass.

He tried to jump the picket fence.

Caught his toe and down he went.

Landed flat upon his face.

Hit so hard he shook the place.

He ran, dripping blood from his mouth.

We went back into the house.

We looked for the other thief.

But, he was pretty fast on his feet.

Out the back door he had run.

The entire day was not much fun.

This neighborhood had gotten bad.

We decided to move, and I was glad.

We moved to a gated community.

They had neighborhood watch, you see.

So we felt much safer and happy there.

Better than we had felt anywhere.

Our big black lab was happy too.

He was happy to be away from that zoo.

No more kids yelling an being brats.

Always whenever he took his naps.

The moral of the story in the end

is that our dog is our best friend.————-R.W. Johnson—– (2011)