Don Johnson Poet Ballad

Linda's Empty Shell

Linda-Marie…
Know about the empty  shell,
lonesome is the place i dwell,
just on the blue side Elvis said,
need some moonshine fore me bed,
but then, i do a bit of rhyming:)

Karma  Nancy J
perhaps my sins are listed, 
so when me feet get blistered, 
a karmic demister...to do 
read my "thinly wangmoo ?" on ya mate...

Robert H
heheheh....women who care with jealous stare, 
aint that rare, i've met some.....

Yes Robert,
Murder bloody murder, 
where you get blown right to hell, 
death waits on every corner,
not a lovely place to dwell:( 
Afghanistan...  

Don Johnson

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Sara Kendrick October 29, 2011 at 5:21 AM Interesting work that you have penned..Enjoyed reading this morn..Thanks for stopping by...Your comment was uplifting..Sara

Russell Sivey October 27, 2011 at 9:24 PM You sure can write an interesting poem Don! All of the situations are so very unique!! I love the line, "...need some moonshine for me bed," ah man, dude, that just flows off my tongue, totally awesome!! Lovely work!!

Tony Lane October 27, 2011 at 5:13 PM Man, you are good. Let it flow my friend. Tony Don Johnson October 27, 2011 at 6:18 PM If i was good as you Tony, me feet wouldn't even smell, tiptoeing with the tulips, change me name to "no more smell" hehe

Nancy Jones October 27, 2011 at 5:04 PM wangmoo is hands down the grooviest word i've encountered this week... is one a the reasons i read ya~N :) Don Johnson October 27, 2011 at 6:19 PM The verse is about Tibetan karma .... thinly wangmoo....:)