Month: February 2020

                    The In Between

After years of searching & applications of ideas,

a breakthrough was made. Something to free ya.

A way to travel anywhere, anytime instantly.

Can you even think of the immensity?

For lack of a better name, it seems.

It has been called the In Between.

In Between here and there.

In Between now and then, I swear.

In Between space and time.

The In Between will blow your mind.

Instantly, you can travel where ever.

There is no time lapse to sever.

What is there between here and there?

It is impossible to know, I swear.

Is it thought transference or magic?

Could it end up being tragic?

The answer is simply not known now.

So far, nothing has gone afoul.

Great distances have no effect.

Future, present, or past. Nothing to neglect.

Sounds like Science Fiction or Fantasy.

But, it helps when cramming for exams, you see.

Just concentrate on where you want to go.

Instantly, you are there. There is no show.

You say it sounds farfetched to you?

It depends on what you are going through.

I can take others with me, if that be needed.

You can learn to travel on your own when repeated.

It took me years to get it down pat.

Now, I can guide others to a quicker path.

First believe,—- then you will see.

The In Between could be something for you and me.

————————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2020)

               Don’t Talk To Strangers

Walking down the road, whistling a song.

I was watching my step when a car came along.

The guy pulled up and rolled down his window.

He said; “Hey kid, are you single?”

“What?? I am way too young to be married.”

The guy just laughed. He kind of looked like Larry.

“Just kidding ya. Hey, do ya want a lift?”

I was worried. He might be ‘sick.’

“My mom said not to talk to strangers.”

“My name is Bill. Now we are not strangers.”

“Funny.”, I said. “But, that’s not how it goes.”

“You never know how some people roll.”

“Do I look like the type to be deceiving?”

“You never know what someone may be needing.”

“Well, where are ya going anyway?”

”To visit my friend who lives down the way.”

“Right on the way. Let me give you a lift.”

“I would rather slip in spit.”

“What’s your problem kid? I’m offering help.”

“You’re my problem. You little weirdo whelp.”

“You have a real mouth on ya, kid.”

“ Where’s your manners. You talk like Sid.”

“Who the hell is Sid?” I said.

“A smart mouth kid I know.” He said.

“Can’t blame him. You’re harassing kids.”

“What do you mean? I never harassed Sid.”

“Well, you are harassing me.”

“How do you figure? Talk to me.”

“I told you I don’t talk to strangers.”

“Yet, you made a joke of it. That’s danger.”

“What the hell? I just offered you a lift?”

“And I said I’d rather slip in spit.”

“Take the hint and hit the road.”

“Before I attack you with my toad.”

He laughed. “You are one rough kid.”

“Sick your toad on me. You’re worse than Sid.”

“You need to stick it where the sun don’t shine.”

“Rotate on it while you’re at it. See what you find.”

“You’re one smart assed little shit.”

“I’m leaving. I won’t miss you one little bit.”

With that, he took off, tires squealing.

Though this story may not be appealing.

It is a lesson on how to handle creepy strangers.

‘Oh, oh.’—– Slowing down was a blue Ranger.

————————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2020)

               What’s Cooking?

No one knows about this news.

Just Bobby & I, & were no fools.

If people knew what we seen & heard.

We’d be asylum bound, is the word.

I know, you think were nuts already.

Just another prank. Pretty petty.

Truth is; we wish it was a prank.

And we are being pretty frank.

It happened last week on our way to school.

We cut through the woods, like we usually do.

It is a shortcut to the school.

We were stopped by a fiendishly looking ghoul.

It grabbed us both before we could run.

It dragged us off and it wasn’t for fun.

It dragged us to this notch in the cliff.

Almost like a cave, but not as slick.

It stunk like hell in there, like something died.

The ghoulish thing had real rough hide.

It was slobbering like Little Jack Horner.

There was a pile of bones in the corner.

We were shaking in our boots.

It threw us in a big pot & threw in some roots.

It added several other things.

Then it poured in water from a spring.

It did what looked like a magic trick.

Made fire on Its finger like a stick.

It set some wood ablaze under the pot.

It started getting warm, like it or not.

Then, it heard a noise and went to check.

We jumped out of the pot & ran faster than heck.

We got home & told my mom we fell in the creek.

She had us clean up in the sink.

Dry clothes & she drove us to school.

We made it there  just in time too.

We have been afraid to say a thing.

We need to take a lie detector machine.

People need to know this ghoul is out there.

Put all on alert that they better beware.

But, the ghoul was never seen or heard of again.

They were glad they didn’t say anything in the end.

———————————————R.. W. Johnson—–(2020)

                       Nerd Day

Today is the day, if you haven’t heard.

Time to celebrate the raise of the nerd.

One who seems goofy and out of place.

Yet has the brains to conquer space.

He may dress, look, and act oddly.

But, as for smarts, he’s not shoddy.

He can solve a Rubric’s Cube in a flash.

He will always be head of the class.

Without nerds, science wouldn’t advance.

So why are they often those who get pants’d?

Often bullied by ‘so called’ normal boys.

Girls don’t look twice at these brainiac toys.

But, the nerds grow up to become successful.

Brilliant scientists whose work is stressful.

They are responsible for saving millions.

Money and people. They prevent killing.

Killing by plagues and other things.

It is their knowledge that they bring.

So, there is a place for nerds today.

Celebrate,—– today is Nerd Day.

———————————R.W. Johnson—–(2020)