Month: June 2015

Shy Lab Man Has Success

 

      Shy Lab Man Has Success

I needed help to find my way.

It has become a tragic day.

Nothing has gone right in the lab.

There was an accident & it was bad.

A certain fluid got on my skin.

It was absorbed within.

Now, I am feeling really oddly.

Something is happening to my body.

Am I turning into a human Hulk?

Will I end up with hair, like a goat?

A am madly looking for a mirror.

I am starting to feel really queer.

I find a mirror and take a look.

What a change! I could write a book.

I am now tall, dark, and very handsome.

I almost feel like dancing.

I look like a woman’s answer to her dream.

I have never looked this good or lean.

This potion was meant for something else.

Funny how it made my old looks melt.

I am wondering how long it will last?

If I stay this way, I will have a blast.

Come on girls, ‘Big Daddy’ has arrived.

I will make your libido come alive.

Hollywood hansom’s have nothing on me.

I am as handsome as can be.

I have the knowledge Playboy has given.

50 Shades Of Gray is my living.

I have all the male attributes.

Enhanced to the max for no excuse.

I have a six pack, with muscle to spare.

I also have just the right amount of hair.

Suddenly, something splashed in my face.

I looked around. What was this place?

“Wake up” “You slipped and fell”

“Clean yourself up. You look like hell.”

What?? It was all a dream??

Nothing is ever what it seems.

Back to work in this dreary lab.

I guess making skin creams isn’t bad.

But, I wish I could be that man.

The one who said “Because I can.”

Then proceeded to have whoever he wanted.

“Women’s gift of man”, he  taunted.

“Did you say something?” his lab partner said.

“Just talking to myself.” Then asked “Are you wed.”

“Am I married?” “No.”  “Why?”

“I want to take you out, like that other guy.”

“What other guy?” she asked.

“The one I imagined when knocked out” he gasped.

“Sure. I accept.”

I guess you know what happened next.

———————————————-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

 

 

 

Blind To Real Love

      Blind To Real Love

It seems I acted like all the rest.

I’m sorry girl, I failed your test.

But, in my defense, you see.

I didn’t know you cared for me.

I was just one of the boys.

More concerned with getting toys.

I never gave us much thought.

Now, I am suffering what I have wrought.

Now that I step back & take a look.

I can read you like a book.

All the times you tried your best.

To get my attention away from the rest.

I was just too blind to see.

That you had such feelings for me.

Now that I see what’s going on.

I am sorry for taking so long.

I just pray it is not too late.

I want to take you on a date.

I find that I have feelings to.

Many of them are just for you.

At times, I felt like you were my sister.

You were always there, though I was with her.

Then, when I wasn’t attached to her,

you gave me excellent support, that’s for sure.

If I had only seen what was going on.

I would have been with you all along.

I just hope it’s not to late.

We may find on our first date.

That you are much more to me.

Than a sister could ever be.

Also I can be more to you.

Than some heartbroken, blind, fool.

Looking for support to make it through.

You are so beautiful, inside and out.

Now that my eyes are open, I can shout.

Why, oh why did I wait so long?

Let’s give it a try. It can’t be wrong.

—————————————-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)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

End Time Prophet?

      End Time Prophet?

Let’s get out of this town fast.

My car is full of gas.

The top is down & I’m ready to roll.

There is no sense in going slow.

I know you’re not happy here.

You have made that much clear.

There is no need to hang around.

Show the world what you have found.

A prophet is not welcome in his own town.

They don’t want you hanging around.

You can sleep while I drive.

When you awaken, you’ll come alive.

There is so much we can do.

I can do it, if I’m with you.

You have such a creative mind.

Time for you to come back on line.

Start expressing yourself in such a way.

All will hear and then they will obey.

We believe all you have said.

We have let it go to our heads.

Changes are coming, thanks to you.

We will do all that you want us to.

Soon, you will have a huge following.

They will be shouting and calling.

Grasping every word from your mouth.

Tell them what it’s all about.

Point out the errors of their ways.

Promise them a better day.

Show them the way to arrive.

Show them how they can thrive.

You are a natural born leader.

There is only one way we can beat her.

We must all become as one.

The final movements have begun.

The whore of Mystery Babylon is here.

But, there is nothing to fear.

Give them the guidance they need.

Show them how they can feed.

Feed on the bread of life.

It will take them through the strife.

They will praise Him in the end.

They will praise Him before it begins.

They will owe it all to you.

For showing them how to make it through.

Though you claim no glory for yourself.

Your love & guidance has been felt.

——————————————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)

 

A Land Gone But, Not Forgotten

 

      A Land Gone But, Not Forgotten

There is a land that existed long ago.

A place where everyone would love to go.

It was like a beautiful garden.

Pure air, pure water, lovely to see.

Fruits and vegetables growing free.

The perfect temperature year around.

There was never a threatening sound.

All the animals were tame and kind.

They had your best interest in mind.

In this place, love was in the air.

There was evidence everywhere.

You could call it heaven on earth.

That is how much it was worth.

If you were outside, you couldn’t get in.

Those on the inside were safe within.

But, every paradise has its flaw.

Even this paradise had its law.

Don’t eat of the fruit of a certain tree.

Those living there were aware of it, see.

But, as fate goes, there came a day.

They ate of it. What else can I say.

They were forced to leave the garden.

Eventually, they would get a pardon.

The garden was removed from earth.

No taint of sin would touch it from the curse.

Eventually, it will be restored again.

You and I can go there within.

It is a promise God has made to us.

So, just repent and end the fuss.

————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

 

Wonderland Nightmare

 

      Wonderland Nightmare

I went out walking & I fell into a hole.

Where I fell to you don’t want to know.

But, I think I will tell you anyway.

This will keep you from going astray.

 

The hole kept going down, down, down.

Then, my feet touched lightly to the ground.

I looked around. There was light to see.

You wouldn’t believe what was before me.

 

I saw statues wearing dancing shoes.

There were midgets in little igloos.

I saw a man wearing an iron coat.

He was trying to swim across a moat.

 

Fire was burning up the sky.

Birds were fixing their own French fries.

Trees were brown & really brittle.

A monkey was seen playing a fiddle.

 

Cats were dancing on the water.

It was hot enough to cook an otter.

Signs were backwards & upside down.

A politician was dressed up like a clown.

 

I saw a white rabbit checking a pocket watch.

He did it while he was playing hop scotch.

What was this place?  Wonderland?

The Queen Of Hearts had a head in her hand.

 

This is too crazy to be Wonderland.

I saw a horse talking to a hand.

I saw a waterfall flowing backwards.

The baseball team were all catchers.

 

A race was run by a tortoise and a turtle.

The hare was nearby jumping hurtles.

“Let me out of here” I screamed.

beanbags flew my way. I was ‘beaned.’

 

I ran till I saw a drugstore.

I went in and did implore.

“Get me out of here, now.”

“Take this pill. It will taste foul.”

 

I swallowed it and next I knew.

I was back home in bed with you.

You said “Did you have a bad dream?”

“You woke me up when I heard you scream.”

 

I told her about it. She said I was nuts.

I felt like she punched me in the guts.

This is a place you never want to go.

Unless you want to lose your soul.

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

 

 

 

 

Nature Does Its Thing

 

      Nature Does Its Thing

There is a place where we can all go.

A place where nature is the show.

Lie down & relax on a grassy slope.

Let negativity go. Increase your hope.

Look out over a lovely lake of blue.

Pine covered hills fill your view.

White puffy clouds float by.

Bringing beautiful shapes to your eye.

The sky is blue, the sun is warm.

A cool breeze is blowing this summer morn.

You’re imagination begins to drift.

Soon, your spirits begin to lift.

You are thinking of happy times.

When I was yours & you were mine.

A cloud floats by shaped like a dog.

Here comes another shaped like a frog.

Butterflies flitter among the flowers.

Today isn’t just yours, it is ours.

For I am lying here by your side.

I am still yours,—– I never lied.

You know that now and you realize.

Nothing can be better to your eyes.

Than my being here with you.

One with nature thru and thru.

We were meant to be here.

Knowing there is nothing to fear.

Our love is stronger at this point.

We are here for nature to anoint.

It is something that feels natural.

We will recall these feelings as factual.

As we lie here in each other’s arms,

nature has blessed us with all its charms.

This is a sealing moment for us both.

Our love is sealed for continual growth.

——————————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)