June 2016 – Page 2 – Word Smith Wisdom

Archeological Dig Gone Wrong

Archeological Dig Goes Wrong

I went on an archeological dig.
Ancient ruins in an orchard of figs.
Why would these ruins be here?
Buried on purpose, was clear.
The dig lasted a year and a half.
What was dug up took more than that.
A circle of pillars with strange symbols.
They were all around the pillars lintels.
We didn’t understand what they meant.
If we did, we would have covered it & went.
It turned out to be a portal to hell.
The symbols were chants,— a spell.
One that would bring up a demon.
There is no doubt it was a mean one.
The symbols indicated ‘it’ killed all there.
‘It’ just appeared out of nowhere.
After finally translating the symbols,
it was clear to all, except two bimbos.
Two came back and chanted the words.
The ground shook. It was absurd.
Then, ‘it’ was there, out of nowhere.
They were grabbed & thrown in the air.
Then, they were ripped all apart.
The sight of the remains made us barf.
The site was rapidly covered up.
Taboo signs were stuck in the muck.
It was never mentioned again.
People were just told it was a sin.

—————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Little Show Of Horrors

Blackbird singing in the dead of night.
Was he welcoming in the morning light?
I fear what’s coming in the light of day.
I didn’t mean for things to turn out this way.

She might cut me loose today.
Tell me to go my own way.
All that I did was just for her.
But, it didn’t turn out right, for sure.

I tried to make it all a surprise.
To see the love shining from her eyes.
It was shocking, to say the least.
Made me look like some kind of beast.

It was supposed to be a puppet show.
Relaxing, for someone on the go.
Instead, it became a show of horrors.
Left her running, screaming, for the door.

Curse that puppeteer and his ‘sick’ humor.
I heard he was ‘sick’, but thought it a rumor.
His price was fair, so, we went from there.
I didn’t think it would be such a scare.

Blackbird singing in the dark of night.
Don’t be singing about such a fright.
This could be the end of our love affair.
Yet, you sing like you don’t even care.

If you ever want to surprise your girl.
Don’t hire a ‘sick’ puppeteer to thrill.
For he may scare her with his show.
Leaving you lost, with nowhere to go.

——————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Destroyed By Time?

Could it be? It was all so simple then.
Could time have rewritten every line?
You and I, together until the end.
A life much sweeter than wine.

Just misty, water colored memories.
All that’s left of the way we were.
Something changed. Better remedies?
No,— only pain and tragedy did occur.

Something changed in the whisper of time.
I will never hold you and love you again.
The memories have become a living shrine.
A symbol of what might have been.

Karma has reversed its course on me.
It must be a wheel within a wheel.
Things are not the way they used to be.
I can no longer stay on an even keel.

Turn back time and let’s try it again.
There has got to be a better way for us.
But then, I wouldn’t know where to begin?
I would fear for another total bust.

Oh emotions, why torture my heart?
Punishment for my choices in life.
It is the result that’s tearing me apart.
I cannot rise above the pain and strife.

What could have been and never was.
It is a loss that I cannot overcome.
I can dream of raising above.
While, in truth, you were the only one.

Put me down in the Book Of Tragedy’s.
An entire chapter to do me justice.
Explain how I still love you madly.
Then, destroy me. Leave me restless.

Screaming, with no way out.
A living horror, buried by emotions.
Straining to give my final shout!!
I LOVE YOU!!— I need a love potion.

—————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Heart to Heart

Heart To Heart

My nature is my soul.
This you must know.
There is contentment.
There is no resentment.
Just uplifting winds.
A serenity that descends
Listen to your own heart.
From it, never depart.
It’s a vision of loveliness.
Something to caress.
A beautiful flower.
More lovely by the hour.
So stop day dreaming.
Quails & doves are scheming.
Your nearness is like calm waters.
A feeling of sleeping otters.
Enjoying the setting sun.
Love radiates to everyone.

—————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)
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R E S P E C T

You don’t need to wish upon a star.
You can see the future from where you are.
Just look deeply into my eyes.
It should come as no surprise.

Yes, it is coming true.
There is no future for me and you.
We have reached the end of our road.
Now, if I may be so bold.

The reason we are at an end.
Respect is a word you cannot bend.
Either you respect me, or you don’t.
From where I’m sitting, you won’t.

It is time to look for greener pastures.
One with much less hazards.
One where love will bloom freely.
Not here, where love is mealy.

So, find another who you will respect.
As for me, I say ‘What the heck.’
It’s not worth it to stick around.
Playing the part of your clown.

Wish upon that star if it helps.
Find yourself another whelp.
This doormat is outta here.
I need a snuggle rug to be near.

—————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

A Premonition Or Just An Omission?

A Premonition, Or Just An Omission?

Isn’t it funny how a thought pops into your head.
It could be of an old friend, or something someone said.
Be it friend or be it foe.
The need is there for you to know.
Why are you suddenly thinking of them?
If I have said it once, I will say it again.
Something triggered that thought.
And, be it as likely as not.
You won’t be able to put your finger on what it was.
What goes around comes around, just because.
It could be bad or it could be good.
Possibly a premonition, or just misunderstood.
Not to worry about such things.
They will happen, as sure as birds flap their wings.
There are other things to do.
So, don’t get uptight and in a stew.
A time is coming when you’ll figure it out.
Without even trying, the truth will come out.
If it doesn’t, no loss there.
It probably wasn’t important anyway. I swear.

————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

God And Family

Sitting and thinking what the day will bring.
Short range goals are a precious thing.
Long range brings too much gloom and doom.
I pray that the second coming will be soon.

Meantime, family activities are great!!
Being close to loved ones is a good fate.
Make the most of each day that’s left.
Make sure all your priorities are met.

The time is coming when it can’t be done.
You will be praying for every loved one.
A time of trouble like has never been seen.
We can only guess what this will mean.

When you take a look at the entire lot.
God and family come out on top.
There is little else too cling to.
I wish the best for me and you.

Until then, love one another, as He loves us.
Being there for each other is a must.
If you don’t have family, you are hurting bad.
It is the best thing I have ever had.

Have faith, my friend, until the very end.
Come together as one to defend.
Hold to your belief, that it is God’s will.
The Bible will guide you, with His voice, so still.

You will be safe snuggled in His arms.
Don’t listen to the Devil’s charms.
Be faithful to the very end of life.
God will eventually make it all right.

———————————-R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Pretty Little Horses

Life was easy and free.
That was life in 1953
That’s the life for you and me.
It’s the way that it should be.

See all the pretty little horses

There was a time when we could laugh.
Have loads of fun playing in the grass.
Riding our bikes everywhere.
Enjoying life without a care.

See all the pretty little horses.

That was back in 1957
It seemed almost like heaven.
Life was easy, & loads of fun.
Plenty of love for everyone.

See all the pretty little horses.

All those days have come and gone.
There is not much now to look upon.
No more longing in my eye.
It is enough to make one cry.

See all the pretty little horses.

So I look at the merry go round.
Faster and faster, it spins around.
All the pretty little horses flash by.
Like past memories, I think, with a sigh.

See all the pretty little horses.

Nothing left, but the horses to see.
Seems I’ve lost the best part of me.
Pretty little horses to carry on.
Beautiful memories, now all gone.

————————R. W. Johnson—–(2016)