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Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Family Grief Family Happiness

  
   Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
        
    My Family portrait in my mind , 2 older sisters , 2 brothers
        My Mother caring about all five in different ways
      Just with Mom & Dad there having the best of Holidays 
     My sisters laying out on the deck of river bank for 4th of July ~
          
      Listening to " Honkey Chateau " and all by Elton John. 
       music  a great memory ~Disco , Donna summer , Grease ~ Jaws !

     Dad's records to Tony Bennett , Hank W Sr. , Count Basie & Louis Armstrong.
          The music  takes me home in a wagon filled with children and a dog "Lucky "    
      My Older brother , athletic , always fishing & hunting.
                 My younger , my Rock , Swimming and netting for fish,
        feeding our Fat cat Perch off the rocks patiently awaits her food               
         
       the yelling , slamming of doors ,  tempers Flare , passion 
         Our Parents , passionate love yet passionate Hate .
        
        After being a Family of Seven , Divorcing their fate ..
         Why did that show " Dallas " bring out the Divorce in all ?

       Scottish ~ Irish ~ French Iroquois ~ Cherokee  
                 No matter what the mix ..Our curse Alcohol ~
          the  Screaming , Drinking , this memory I wish to shut the door on .  
        Going to A & W or making Cheerleading ,The Bears of course~
             Excited in Chicago !  seeing Elton John in the Summer of 1976 ~
        Cubs ,  museum of Wax , Museum of science & History , Pizza !
        
       Expeditions of discovery ,little brother & I finding arrowheads on the Shore.
             Our Grandparents Faithful Celebrations ! Chiffon cake , Apple strudel `  
        Our Cousins on Holidays , going for ice cream cones , 
          scent of wet rain on oak leaves ~Before Halloween was bought in stores.
        
           ~ That is the Family I Love ,
                     that is the Family I choose to miss ~    
                       
              


Details | Burlesque | |

Nose

He was sitting cross legged at 15th and Market

The  people would walk around him during the workweek

He sat chatting with his cat

The cat was named Mr Johnson and they were friends

The man had skin cancer on his nose in the form of a bloody mole

And there were days when he sat talking with the  Mole

The Mole would chastise him saying,"If your mother could only see you now."

"If my mother could see me now it would be a miracle,"said the man

The man's mother had been dead for over 20 years

The Mole loved to get his back rubbed but the man was tired

 So the Mole gave him the silent treatment

And  Mr Johnson reached up and scratched the mole

"You musn't be mean to the man or I will not feed you Mole."

The Mole apologized to the Man

The man decided to tell the Mole a story and cat would add parts

He always added parts

 

There once was a flower

'It stood near a Disco tower, "added Mr Johnson

Its petals were yellow

"All good moles  shout hello,"sang Mr Johnson

 

And the policeman was shaking the man and his mole

"Move along buddy."


Attempt at Burlesque


Details | Ballad | |

The big cat roars


A big cat roared in the wilderness,
As the birds fled to the skies,
As the echo's of the thunderbirds
Be drowning out their cries.
As mad, mad man goes off to war,
And young men die 
Oh Lord what for?????

The dark green bird with the big propeller 
Be dropping off some fine young fellows,
To fight a mad, mad, war in tears
As anguished mothers face their fears.
As boys, some dying for leaders pride,
Be forced to thrust their souls aside.

The Romans march they off to war,
They're still with us, and that's for sure.
The Gulf, Iraq and Vietnam
Does anybody give a damn???
About boys dying in the night,
And who be wrong and who be right.?




Details | Haiku | |

Haiku 5 - mournful cries, way of nature, flight into eternity

mournful cries fill the air
mother bird calling for its baby
eaten by the cat

mantis catches butterfly
I am sad: yet, that is 
the way of nature

loud feathered thud
- flight into eternity
deceptive glass pane


Details | Free verse | |

Cuddle Babies Replay Memory

I remember the day Trixie died,
Sinbad staring out upon her grave.
No crying, just day after day, homage.

I couldn’t stand seeing the pain,
Nothing I did, petting, holding,
Could bring him away from the grave.

So down to the pet store I drove
Hoping for a partner to please
And found a pair of cuddles, babies

Arms wrapped together in play
One black one orange which should it be?
Orange like Sinbad or black?

But how could I take one from another
Leave another hole, so black and orange
Babies two, drew Sinbad back over

To sleep the peaceful sleep of cuddles
Warmth from another, held like a mother
Or held like a father, Sinbad was mine

Once more we could live in happy cheer
Death deserted from our midst
When the wonder of youth appeared.


Details | Monoku | |

Cat Nap

Already tiny kittens interprets love   Mother's voice purr-fect bond



For Leonora Galinta's contest, "Write Me A Poem...Picture Prompt ( cat and her kittens)


Details | I do not know? | |

faces

WHAT YOU HAVE HEARD IS TRUE.  the night was like every other, different than the ones before. i was standing so still in the dark house.  father comes home from work, the bar; he is drunk. mother sits nearby watching his every move.  she was trained not to say a word.  stumbling around, he rants and raves.  i bring him his dinner as he flips through the channels.  he settles on a tv show, one he watches every night.  i back out of the room, trying not to draw his attention.  he mutters to himself about his job, NO ONE RESPECTS HIM THE WAY HE DESERVES TO BE RESPECTED.  BY GOD HE WILL BE RESPECTED IN HIS OWN HOME.  mother carries his tray away with shaking hands.  he notices her cautiousness and sneers at her back.  she is washing dishes now, glad that she is out of his view if only for a moment.  he calls me back into the room: he wants a drink and he wants it now.  the cat winds her body around my legs, making me slow on my feet.  i gently nudge the cat out of the way.  father notices and looks at me sharply.  he pushes me back as he gets up and leaves the room.  he walks to the kitchen.  i take over washing the dishes.  mother needs some rest.  he looks closely at the ones already washed and picks at some imaginary stain.  THESE ARENT CLEAN! he throws them to the floor; he sweeps the whole counter to the floor.  he empties the cupboards and pushes all the dishes to the floor.  i start to cry but a look to mother stops me; her eyes plea silently to be still.  i cant make a sound as father rants and raves about dirty dishes that are clean.  bowls and silverware are strewn across the floor; some make faces at me.  their eyes are empty and wide, mouths a jagged line trembling as he stomps across the floor.  he kicks a face and picks up part of its mouth; he throws a fork at me.  it lands with a sharp scratch in the sink.  i duck just in time.  water spills everywhere.  father storms out of the kitchen. i look down and see the faces on the floor; some of the faces are crying, some of the faces are laughing.


Details | Rhyme | |

Fluff and Stuff

Silly kittens made of fluff
Pouncing, sliding, snagging stuff
Butterflies that float on by
Out of reach but still they try

Rolling wrestling cotton balls
Soon so tired from their falls
Lying down with mommy purring
Not a kitten soon is stirring


Details | Free verse | |

Jackson, Back in Action

It was an early September storm,
Jackson the Pug, didn't have a thing to do
so he found an old comic book
about a Super Hero who wore a cape,

He climbed up into his favorite easy chair
and began to read,
or should I say,
look more so at the pictures.

it didn't take long however,
before Jackson began to get sleepy
he took a deep breath, and sighed
and fell into a comfortable sleep

Then he began to dream!

He dreamed of being on a roof top,
and he heard,a terrible noise from the alley below
he poked his head over the ledge and saw
A huge Rottweiler, had a Mother Cat and her kittens cornered.

Jackson, without thought, sprang into Action
down the fire escape he ran, his red cape
aloft, trailing him, with a circle with the 
Big letters SP in the center of it

The last landing, had a roll down ladder,
but Jackson leaped the last fifteen feet,
 Super Pug, Canine Super Hero took flight
In a flash, he landed between the Rottweiler and
the Cat family.

he quickly turned, and glared at the Rottweiler
and said" Large Canine Evil doer, I am Super Pug
you will leave these citizens alone, and leave,
or your fate shall rest in my Paws"

With this the Rottweiler began to howl,
" Little flea, it is you who will leave or,
I will eat you as an appetizer " another howl
as he began to inch towards Jackson.

"You were warned" snarled Jackson, "Now meet your fate"
Thwap! Pop! Smack! Howl! Smack! Thud!
Jackson moved like lightening, his cape a blur,
the dust settled, the Rottweiler was down and out

" Oh Super Pug" said the Mother Cat,
You're my Hero, and licked his face.
just then, Jackson woke up from his little nap,
with a blanket, just like his cape covering him!

With Janice Pug, his wife, licking his face!


Details | Rhyme | |

Game Day

Just like football I am trying to reach the goal
Zigzagging down the field of life to keep from getting bowled
It is first down in the morning as that whistle rocks my head
Just a little button hook to get me out of bed
I am tackled within three steps as my son bursts through the door
His sister went long with his mobile phone to even up the score
I coach them how to play together, not to scream and shout
Both are yanked from the game for a personal time out
At ten AM in the second quarter I think I am gaining ground
The dog intercepts a pass by the cat to turn the game around
Racing out the patio door that dog and cat did mesh
It cost the dog a bout in his cage for unnecessary roughness
Halftime brings the team together to analyze performance
After lunch we play again to make good a second chance
The clock winds down with end zone in sight, dinner takes a tumble
An audible I had to call because the cake I fumbled
And finally in quarter four, the game down to the wire
A revelation that no one else could manage this empire
Though touchdowns are sweet in life, one thing I came to know
Sometimes to win the game at hand you only need a field goal


Details | Rhyme | |

Destiny

This may come as a surprise to quite a few 
But if you're a pet lover it won't to you
This sweet soul watched over my mom In her final days 
She brought her comfort and warmth In so many way's 
She's not a doctor or nurse she's not any of that 
Her name is Destiny my little white cat 
Very sensitive and smart 
Small of body but big of heart 
This may seem hard to believe 
She knew when mom had pain to relieve 
Often she knew it long before us 
She would try to tell us by making a fuss 
When she knew that mom was going to have a bad day 
She would not leave her room by her side she would stay 
Some religions call them familiar's they're considered a treasure 
They see between worlds with a love beyond measure 
So when you get old and your days are coming to an end 
Rest assured you'll be loved By your little four legged friend


Details | Rhyme | |

Predators Lurking

I dare not move as I watch him,
Cautiously approaching his food.
I know if he catches sight of me,
He’ll be gone and it may be for good.

You’ll remember my writing about them,
The stray mother cat and her kits.
They seem to enjoy my offerings
Of the tastiest small kitten bits.

The mother cat had learned to trust me
And we’d taken a trip to the vet.
He gave her the shots that she needed.
And all of her needs had been met.

She didn’t hold it against me
And still liked to sit on my lap.
I so hoped that each of her kittens
Would soon use it too, for a nap.

One morning they didn’t come begging,
All day didn’t come for their food.
The next day and the next I worried,
Knowing something had happened, not good.

A whole week after their going,
One of the kittens returned.
He was lank and lean and quite terrified.
What has happened is yet to be learned.

I pray that sometime I can tame him,
And for all that I know he’s a she.
I’ll know gender for sure if in springtime
She brings her small kittens to me.

By: Joye Johnson 7/5/12









Details | Free verse | |

In my head and In reality

 I know a place where many people would like to visit but cant. I know a place where a lot
of people don’t know I go. I go to this place when no one can get a hold of me. This place
is full of music, it got vivid bright colors. The music plays all the time. I have a
husband with no face and kids with no faces. But lately those faces are blurry. Getting
clearer, at least for the husband it does. The colors though, bright and beautiful, show
all the meaning in this place I go to. The blue so blue that its bluer than the ocean. 
Bluer than my eyes and yours as well. The house is built just to my liking. The cat walks
by and looks up at me and meows. The dog barks in the back ground, the fish makes bubbles,
and the kids giggle in the other room. I’m in the kitchen cleaning and making dinner while
I hear the TV on in the living room and he’s playing a game while talking to the giggling
kids.  I walk in there to see the colors on the screen of the computer as beautiful the
ones I see. The red of the shirt he is wear and the blonde of his hair. The giggle that
pierces my thoughts and I turn to see the little girl all full of joy. The couch ruby red
just like the ruby I wear around the neck. The diamond on my finger is shinier that I've
ever seen. The earrings in my ears dangle around my neck. Then the cry of the little boy
needing his diaper changed laying on the dark emerald green blanket with the yellow
giraffe on it. In walks the sandiest of brown and white dogs with so much energy that her
face looks like its almost smiling.  The cat comes in from the other door and rubs
affectionately on the little girl whose laugh punctured my thoughts just moments before. I
look back at the little boy on the couch whose cries now have punctured these thoughts. I
turn and walk over to him. I pick him up and say why you crying my little man. His tears
fade and a smile comes to his face. In this place I'm finally me and I'm finally happy
again. This is my place and no one can take it from me.


Details | Blank verse | |

SkinnyHope

new cat pee on my old
skinny clothes
and I’m so mad I can’t breathe
at the cat and me
wondering if I should give up the dream
the skinny-hope that I find stuffed in
pants-drawers, and at the back of my
make-shift closet

I wonder if there’s anger trapped
in the fat of my ass 
I wonder what I’ll find is inside of me
if I lose the mound under my  stomach
above my thighs

a few months ago
I went on a diet of poverty
I caught myself in the mirror
and my mother stared back at me

I moved as fast as I could
out of that apartment
to a new town where being poor
doesn’t mean I’ll be thin again

and no one remembers 
who I used to be


Details | Verse | |

Native

A little Bird,
Moved for living,
He had chosen a tree,
When he saw his native man.

He didn’t frightened,
He welcomed him and sang a song,
Tried to fragrant his love,
And danced on the branches.

One day a guest came,
And parked his car under the tree,
When he saw the bird droppings
He stared into the man’s eyes.

He felt insult,
He had decided to cut down the tree,
He didn’t notice,
Baby birds are growing in the nest,

Tree fell down on his mouth,
They cut the branches in pieces,
When a cat saw the little birds,
They were hiding for their life.

A Man was standing in front,
He didn’t stop them,
He provoked her,
Innocents were her taste.

A bird was crying above the shade,
He noticed, a dog, cat and man,
Everyone was dumb and deaf,
No bird came back to sing them a song.