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Best Poems Written by Terry Johnson

Below are the all-time best Terry Johnson poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Tears of Joy

These tears of joy filling my eyes are produced by a November rain with a northern breeze flowing through my hair, keeping me moving forward with no despair. The sun is high up in the sky casting out shadows underneath the tree's,with birds flying high up in the sky for me to see. There's flowers that smell so sweet that it nearly knocks me off my feet. As the shapes of the shadows start to descend with the midnight moon sending peace throughout the land, I'm now remembering that it was one hand that brought about this peace giving us more room to grow and cross over through the field of clover ,with just enough room to cross over. And with enough love to last us through another day as beautiful and blessef as it was today. And now that you are in my mind I know that everything will be fine.

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These Four Walls

These four walls that surround me today are casting out shades of grey. They are holding me in trying to keep down but now I'm profound. They have held me down and kept me hiding for quite sometime that somehow I must escape and be found. Then here and now and of a sudden a great wind has came and caused these four walls to collapse right in front of me, setting me free, letting me go to where I can be me out and about for the world to see me run and play, getting around even praying for you today. So as I stop to pray I realize that's it's here and now on such a beautiful blessed day,giving thanks that I have found you today as I got out of those surrounding shades of grey and walls of many colors,honored and blessed for this day reminded me that we were all made the same. So now I will continue my journey and collect all the beauty I see that belongs to both you and me.

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Pure Heart

There's a defined intervention when it comes to being happy, it's the art of being alive and to understand the story of a poet in which the audience seems to make presentation of the group. The science part comes with a dream when one gives thanks to live and settle down by fixing all the little necessities of becoming a poet,With the passion and compromise of accepting each consequence and to learn to recite back to the audience. For this then creates a pure heart of mutual understanding on love continues to grow and becomes like a familiar tune. For love has no meaning at all,just love oversees all nuisances which sometimes leads us to a quarrel, and with a quarrel comes ones pride which sometimes gets too high causing our love to slide right by. Love has no shape or size, no colors to see,it's never in disguise or has a hidden cost or surprise. It's like the shades of grey, ebony and ivory which live together in perfect harmony. So now that our love shall remain the same,its we the people create all beauty that's here for us to share and to never let our pride get so high to cause our love to slide right by.

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Color's of Night

These shades of grey all through the night always brings fourth enough light to where your right there in my sight. It's the colors of night, black and white with stars up high producing a forever light, helping to carry me forward with each passing day. For the colors black and white are both hot and cold, neutral too making them equal causing the starry night to turn grey, letting me see you as I'm suppose to. It's like the star afar, the twinkle of a diamond from the sky's of heaven that's so far away making way for our great escape.

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Memories

As I got out today to pray I knew not what to do or say although I found some room to play. I'm on a journey that has no end in sight which have limits that run deep with roots to produce a family, to be creative, and not be broken, butTo dance with you the people of the world, to be humbled and worry free and breath with you everything that's flying with emotions bringing fourth our freedom. For we are the people who create memories and to participate in everything there is to do here,and for everyone to see and know that it's here and now is where we are profound in solitude and to give give thanks that it's today that made us come this way. Creating everlasting memories of what's left to have and to hold from this day forward, that's to live, laugh, and love forevermore.

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Heartland

I woke up one day as I didn't know what to do or say and found hope coming back my way on this precious day. In return I was horrified for not knowing what was to come,although again I found it all not feeling controlled just letting it all go just walk and stand tall for I've found everything. For my family is everywhere I go as I didn't know what to do or say, and just like before I've been guided home where the children play. Outside playing freely reminding me that this day was like a day before, to not even know how to be, to only remember that on this most precious day that a family is the world to me. For I'm now back home to where I will be free and me for the world to know and see that this day was also like a day before when it all began, when God gave us this heartland.

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Country Roads

I'm on a road with no end in sight that brought me here to be with you even through the nights. What I'm holding near is also whispering in my ear bringing cheer and joy across the land with God's right hand. I'm walking through a field of clover finding room to cross over wearing my coat of many colors that also look like the flowers I see in front of me that smell so sweet nearly knocking me off my feet. It's on a uncloudy day with not much to say as I pray also for you today,out sight and out of mind freeing up time as it unwinds standing underneath a blanket of love sent down from above. On a sea of love in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the day, wandering if we will cross paths today.

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Faithfully Yours

Here I am sitting around with you in mind as I start out with new beginnings of a new life I now have. There's a task at hand in this never land with entrusting conflicts of a balanced and respected network of people, free of choice, obeying the needs with priorities of everyday life of what to do. For we are  the people who create the networks of support as we move throughout the land creating memories to go with this recovery of a new life. Free of decisions, to be balanced and equal, for we are the people who stand united and strong, carrying on even singing a song, keeping strong in everyway, faithfully yours throughout this day. Thankful for another new way, blessed again for you are now my friends.

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This Living Heart

This living heart beating in me is like a rock sometimes, hard as stones found on the ground. I wanted to call and say I'm barely getting by without you sitting all alone ever so lonely wandering what to do. This heart shines along with the sunshine covering up this frown I carry around, walking along feeling safe and sound on a cloudy day with never enough to say. What must I do on this day not knowing where your at while thinking of you,needing to talk it all out on such a lonely ole night. For it's friend's like you I need today as I prayed and thought thing's through here in present time, happy and free thanking god I found you to talk to in prayer and moves throughout another blessed day like today,as this living heart beats in me.

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Simple Things

I have one day began to say and not know how to do it, but again this day blessed to be, I found out how to begin as if it were on the same special day just like today. For it's the simple things that are the small one's also that leave us in despair,and to lead us to seek with dreams to again say hello as we cross through waves of hurting inside,to remember that on a day just like today,we have found more room to grow and play. To seek and not destroy all good things big or small, and to know and understand that it's here and now that we all shall pass right by and count with an answer to carry with us till the end.