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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)

A Beautiful Day

A Beautiful Day

Well, it’s a day. Oh, what a day.

The sun is shining & I want to play.

I head out and I walk around.

I start walking towards down town.

Before long, I see some kids.

They are playing Make A Wish.

I asked one what he wished for.

He said vacation. He wanted more.

I laughed and went on my way.

It is such a beautiful day.

Down town, people were in a hurry.

Going here & there with such a worry.

I was kicked back, taking my time.

I was in no hurry. I didn’t mind.

I saw a guy and a parking maid.

They were arguing about a ticket she made.

He said he was only a minute late.

She said it’s o.k. This is not a date.

I walked on with a smile on my face.

Things were happening all over the place.

I walked by The Farmer’s Market.

People zoomed in like it was a target.

Fresh fruits and vegetables galore.

Who could ask for anything more.

Eventually, I came to the park.

Fortunately, it wasn’t yet dark.

People were having a picnic lunch.

Kids were playing. There was a bunch.

Everyone seemed to be having fun.

They were all enjoying the sun.

Then, on my walk back home.

I saw a dog burying a bone.

He was in the middle of the lawn.

A man ran out and he was gone.

The guy looked mad as hell.

But, he seemed to take it well.

Further along some lovers were kissing.

I passed by. I knew what I was missing.

When I got home I called my girl.

Talking with her gives me a thrill.

We made plans for later in the evening.

What a day. It was very pleasing.

—————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Faith In The Common Man

Faith In The Common Man

I’m just a wayfaring stranger in this land.

I’m traveling along to see what I can.

I love all the beautiful sights to see.

All the people so happy and free.

There is lots of interesting things to do.

There is a lot of different foods to chew.

There are different languages to hear.

There are lots of new flavors of beer.

Riding a bike through all the cities.

I get a feeling that makes me giddy.

Riding through the country side.

I smell all the flowers as I ride.

People are friendly and very helpful.

Inviting me to dinner, my heart melts so.

They even say I can spend the night.

Their generosity is out of sight.

I never experienced this in my own country.

Though, people overall, were less funky.

They were more friendly than I expected.

Seldom was I totally neglected.

But, they didn’t open their homes to me.

There was a certain amount of distrust, you see.

But, things are different here in the land of the free.

Things are not the way they used to be.

That is another story in itself.

I don’t want to hit below the belt.

Everywhere else on my trip abroad.

People were very friendly. Is that odd?

I didn’t go to places where Americans were unwelcome.

I am sure it would be different. Friendliness being seldom.

Overall tough, my faith is in the common person.

I hope that relationship never worsens.

There is still love and kindness in people’s hearts.

Just like there was from the very start.

May mankind come together as one.

Make this a better world for everyone.

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

Country Bully Learns A Lesson

Country Bully Learns A Lesson

Billy Joe was known as a bully.

A big ole country boy, called ‘Joey’.

He hung out at the local bar.

He was a great hustler, by far.

He would shoot pool all day.

While drinking & bullying his way.

One day a city slicker came in.

In no time ‘Joey’ challenged him.

“Joey’ tried to hustle him for his money.

The city slicker didn’t think it was funny.

The city slicker cleaned ‘Joey’s’ plow.

Then he said “You owe me now.”

This really made ‘Joey’ mad.

He started acting like a real cad.

He started pushing the city slicker around.

Saying he was a stupid clown.

The city slicker laid into ‘Joey’ then.

He punched ‘Joey’ right in the chin.

They fought from the counter out to the street.

Soon, ‘Joey’ looked like minced meat.

The city slicker beat him to a pulp.

For ‘Joey’ to win, there was little hope.

Then the city slicker let ‘Joey’ up.

“You’re attitude is in a rut.”

He told ‘Joey’ to change his ways.

Or, he may never see another day.

The city slicker took his money and left.

‘Joey’ looked sheepish. His pants were wet.

‘Joey’ never went to the bar again.

He acted like it was some type of sin.

He started going to church every week.

The change in him was, oh so sweet.

Just goes to show what they say.

An ‘attitude adjustment’ is the only way.

‘Joey’ had his that day in the bar.

That ‘adjustment’ took him very far.

He is a much better man today.

A ‘city slicker’ changed his ways.

———————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Save Mother Earth

Save Mother Earth

Behold, the beauty of a tree.

Then a dog has to pee.

Maybe the beauty of a sparkling brook.

Till pollution destroys the nook.

Let’s be real, there are still the forests.

Till someone starts a fire, of course.

How about a lovely blue sky.

Polluted with smog, bad enough to cry.

There are animals in nature running free.

Before they become extinct, you see.

Think of the oceans & all its life.

Till pollution kills them like a knife.

You say what is the matter with me?

The negative side is all that I see.

It is all a sign of the times.

Man is almost finished with his crime.

The crime of killing mother earth.

Now, you tell me what it’s worth?

A burned out planet that can’t support life.

I say what I say to avoid this strife.

Maybe my words will wake people up.

Stop this insanity before it erupts.

Save the earth and all life on it.

Grow up people. This is not a sonnet.

It is a brief message of the state of things.

Too bad we all don’t have wings.

So we could fly off to somewhere new.

Like the fairies do when trouble brews.

Nice fantasy thinking but, it don’t fly.

Instead of sitting around getting high.

Get out there and spread the word.

Make sure your voice is heard.

Before we reach the point of no return.

By then we will all deserve to burn.

————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Pinky And The Brain

Pinky And The Brain

I remember him, always sneaking around.

He had plans to blow up the town.

It could be a practice run for so much more.

This kid was rotten to the core.

He had plans to take over the world, I guess.

They say the stuff on his computer was a mess.

It would make a good script for an action movie.

If he actually tried, it wouldn’t fool me.

So, they ended up locking him away.

Where he could sit and plan all day.

Best pray they never let him go.

If they do, the world will soon know.

He is a genius with a twisted mind.

He would destroy all mankind.

He refers to himself as ‘The Brain.’

He never considered he could be insane.

‘Pinky’ is a real close friend of his.

Pinky & the Brain. With a team like this,

you know what they will do each day.

Plot to take over the world, they say.

The Brain is incurable. totally lost.

Pinky follows The Brain at any cost.

I know the day is coming soon.

The Brain will escape all the buffoons.

Or, so he calls them, as a matter of fact.

He says in the brain department, they lack.

When The Brain is turned loose on the world,

with Pinky to do the heavy work in a whirl.

The earth will only have a short time

before The Brain takes over & “Makes it mine.”

But, if they are stopped, never fear.

Tune in next week if you want to cheer.

For Pinky & The Brain will be back again.

Maybe they will succeed then.

—————————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

The Immortals

The Immortals

He led a life like Dorian Gray.

His tomorrows were his today.

There was no portrait of him.

His long life was about to begin.

He had lived through centuries.

His date of birth none would believe.

He had lived to see it all.

The Roman beginning & the fall.

The middle ages, he lived through.

The time of enlightenment, he saw too.

He helped start the industrial age.

But, he never took center stage.

He always stayed out of the lime light.

Too much attention made him uptight.

There were too many questions to answer.

It is true,—– he was a great dancer.

He was good at a plethora of things.

Most of these, he didn’t want seen.

It would draw attention to him.

So, often, he made sure he didn’t win.

He was an immortal, that much he knew.

He never knew another till he met you.

He had his suspicions, that much was true.

When he knew for sure, he wasn’t cruel.

It was 200 years later, yet he knew her.

It was his only past love. He knew for sure.

He could never forget her look, her smell.

She knew immediately it was him as well.

Quick explanations cleared the air.

Before it was more than either could bare.

She knew of no other immortal either.

Neither could guess how long they would be here.

Their 2nd meeting happened in the 17^th century.

They have never separated since this entry.

She had been around almost as long as him.

Yet, they both remained 25 since who knows when.

They are still together today, you know.

They move & start over every 25 years or so.

This is all so, to others, it won’t show.

They are immortal, as far as they know.

They have had kids along the way.

Guess what? They are still here today.

Immortality is catching on, it seems.

Yet, the kids also, keep a low scene.

None of them know if they are alone.

None knew why immortality is their own.

The kids decided to make it their work.

They became researchers into the quirk.

They haven’t found any answers yet.

But, there is a lot more info they can get.

Sometimes, it feels like they are close.

But, nothing yet, of which they can boast.

Yet, they live on year after year.

They never regret, nor have any fear.

They would like all to be like them.

That is one he would be happy to win.

——————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

World’s Mysteries Revealed

World’s Mysteries Revealed

The mysteries of the world are coming to a head.

Many unbelievable things will soon be made known.

Proof that a ‘bigfoot’ type being isn’t dead.

The Loch Ness Monster will finally be shown.

Planet ‘X’ will be shown to exist.

Ancient aliens will be proven beyond doubt.

The ‘hollow earth’ story will have a twist.

If Santa was real, we all could shout.

Alien abduction will be found to be true.

Cattle mutilations will be explained.

Crop circles will have meaning for you.

The Easter Island mystery will not be lame.

Moth man will finally land.

Fairies will be found to be alive.

Unicorns will march in a marching band.

Killer bees will mutate in their hives.

Time travel will no longer be a myth.

Parallel worlds will become common place.

The Holy Ark will be shown to exist.

Noah’s Ark will prove to be a special case.

The Illuminati will make themselves known.

Magic will be shown to be real.

Donald Duck will get a “Qucakland” of his own.

Humpty Dumpty will slip on a potato peel.

Jack from ‘The Box’ will punch Ronald McDonald

In an attempt to knock the sesame seeds off his buns.

The farm will be sold & profits given to widow McDonald.

Momma Cass will be shown to have weighed a ton.

Rumors will fly about ‘another’ land down under.

Obama’s birth certificate will suddenly appear.

Wile E. Coyote will finally catch the Road Runner.

Each day, in Los Angeles, the sky will be clear.

Predators & Aliens from movie fame

will be found to actually exist.

They will be buddies in more than name.

Finally, if you believe any of this

I have a bridge I would like to sell you.

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

“Old Pappy Quotes”

“Old Pappy Quotes”

When I was young I would always moan.

He would say “Don’t even ask. It’s set in stone.”

What exactly did this mean to me?

Not very much then, as you can see.

Now that I am fully grown,

I catch myself saying “It’s set in stone.”

What a thing.—– Just pass it along.

They might as well put it in a song.

I am sure my kids think “What does that mean?”

It’s a ‘Pappy Quote.’ Your grandfather, it seems,

thought this was the answer to anything.

It was enough back then to make me scream.

But, why continue to say it today?

Is it just something that is handy to say?

Whip the tykes into line till they moan.

“Don’t even ask. It’s set in stone.”

Some things are passed on down the line.

Generation to generation, they think it’s fine.

Sayings and other things we do

that were passed on from me to you.

I could write a book of ‘Old Pappy sayings.’

Like “It ain’t worth kneeling unless you’re praying.”

‘Old Pappy’ had advice on everything.

The witticisms he would repeat were really keen.

A regular Will Rogers without a rope.

Yet, it all could give you hope.

Words to learn,—— to live by.

I miss hearing them now, I sigh.

My ‘Old Pappy’ was saying things

long before “Maverick” was even a dream.

In the old western TV show

Maverick would quote his ‘Old Pappy’, you know.

So, I catch myself doing the same.

Quoting my ‘Old Pappy.’ It’s not insane.

‘Old Pappy’ was pretty smart in his day.

He is still pretty smart.——- Even today.

——————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)