Don Johnson Poet Rhyme

Moon

the moon can be a bit of a fright,
i was driving through the blackest night,
drunk as 40 cats until,
i came over a moonie highway hill,

a golden ball as large as a house,
me hair stood up,
sober as a mouse,
scared sober, adrenalines spouse,

a crazy grin instilled,
nother hundred miles i chilled.
guess the great "white light" was out,
i saw it later stilll....

(nother ole poem in me bag of tricks )

thanks p.d.   little mate,

Don Johnson

"1974 Mystery Light" poem  happened in the same 200 mile length of Moonie highway,
between Dalby and Stgeorge South West Qld.....

well p.d. this old one "1974 Mystery Light" really happened in the same area...both are true stories...did a regression on 1974 verse,
saucer crossed the road, wife stealing cousin Wayne was transfixed by a beam of light, he was wearing bright blue shorts, and the gold curl in his red hair i saw in the brightly lit memory regressed...

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Debbie Duncan March 28, 2012 at 5:20 PM great poem,, UFO ;} yes I do believe they are her and have been forever here ;} have a blessed day Don !

Elizabeth Wesley March 16, 2012 at 8:50 AM These nocturnal adventures sure add up to excitement. Great adventure Don!

Leila Mijares March 15, 2012 at 7:26 PM Wow! Here in Philippines it's always shown on scary movies....

Poet Destroyer A March 14, 2012 at 8:48 PM wow,,, DON, glad my moon poem,, brought this one to the surface,, something tells me that the story is true,,or can be... I love the image of all your fuzzy hairs spiked up.. ha ha.. ooo.. you should make a part 2 later on,, and tell us why you kept seeing that light... enjoyed.. your little mate Pd Don Johnson March 14, 2012 at 11:15 PM well p.d. this old one "1974 Mystery Light" really happened in the same area...both are true stories...did a regression on 1974 verse, saucer crossed the road, wife stealing cousin Wayne was transfixed by a beam of light, he was wearing bright blue shorts, and the gold curl in his red hair i saw in the brightly lit memory regressed...

Shirley Long March 14, 2012 at 7:59 PM Nice poem, I enjoyed reading it. You really put some imagination into this on.

Andrea Dietrich March 14, 2012 at 7:40 PM wow, that would sure be a sight when you are drunk and not expecting to see it right over the hill like that. You painted a great picture. Great for you to be inspired by PD's poem. I think she did a moon poem recently that was really good!! Don Johnson March 14, 2012 at 11:07 PM was readin p.d. and the memory came 2 me, of a sobering reality....hair did stand up!!!

Robert Pettit March 14, 2012 at 5:41 PM Nice one mate! What else have you got of late? Don Johnson March 15, 2012 at 5:18 AM not much in the inspiration :)