Curtis Johnson Poet Narrative

A Poem I Read

This poem I read
Was infused with energy.

I'm certain there was no attempt to do so,
But for a second or two, it rendered me sad.

The sadness quickly turned to inspiration.
The words shouted and stood up like a giant.

It spoke of living with a life of pain, but the
Victim is free and permeated with creativity.

There wasn't the slightest hint of self pity.
This poem builds platforms for human rockets.

At times when my heart is set aflame,
This poem will chill and seal my heated lips.

I saw no victim but a conqueror, a champion.
I saw no quiter,  but a dedicated finisher.

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Andrea Dietrich June 7, 2026 at 2:14 PM wow, thanks so much for telling me about this. I am so honored, Curtis. I loved the figurative language you used like words that stood up like a giant and building platforms for human rockets. A fave, Curtis. Curtis Johnson June 13, 2026 at 9:57 PM I am very pleased to be inspired by you. Prayers and continued blessings my friend.