Best Johnny Poems
Johnny was my best friend through our early teenage years;
Wherever one of us went the other could always be found near;
Until he found a girlfriend who soon supplanted me,
But because he was my best friend, for Johnny I was happy;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl
Johnny had a girl
She rocked his world
Johnny had a girl.
Throughout four years of high school I was always the third wheel;
Going off often by myself, leaving Johnny with his girl;
They learned about biology outside the class room walls;
Johnny always had plans with her every time I would call;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl
Johnny had a girl
Oh, what a thrill
Johnny had a girl.
One week before graduation, coming home from a date,
Johnny never saw the drunk driver until it was too late.
For three months in a coma, I sat by Johnny’s side;
I knew that when he woke up, someone had to tell him she’s not alive;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl.
I took him to the gravesite so he could see it with his own eyes;
We stayed there for hours so Johnny could say his goodbyes.
Johnny got in his car that day and started heading west;
Nobody has seen Johnny since, I wish him the very best.
I’ve taken care of her graveside for thirty years and more;
If Johnny ever comes home again, we’ll be friends just like before;
Johnny had a girl
He had a girl
Johnny had a girl.
At Texas A & M, he played at quarterback.
The young man led a prolific offensive attack.
He gave up his last two years at college.
Apparently, he needed money more than the knowledge.
He was selected by an NFL team in the first round.
This fall, at a football field in Cleveland he will be found.
Johnny, put on that helmet and pads right away.
Browns fans are hoping you will save the day.
My favorite actor I can easily say would have to be Johnny Depp,
When he has a new movie coming out, it puts a spring in my step;
My husband thinks that he’s insane, but that adds to his allure,
Has there ever been another actor that can play in rolls so obscure;
Take Edward Scissorhands for example, who else could pull that off,
There’s not another actor that could, but still my husband scoffs;
So versatile in playing roles from Cry-Baby to Sleepy Hollow,
And I’ll admit while watching scenes in Chocolat, I found it hard to swallow;
I have yet to see another actor who could match Depp in his whit,
Although Alice in Wonderland kind of freaked me out a bit;
The Pirates of the Caribbean movies all had me on my toes,
But Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was a little weird, I suppose;
That having been said, he’s brilliant, No other can compare,
And when I see his picture posted, I can’t help but stop and stare!
~For Amy Green's Choose One, Have Fun Contest~
-My Subject is Johnny Depp-
by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot » Sat Mar 26, 2011 12:46 am
Johnny Cash, a Southern Gentleman
I knew Johnny Cash but never got to shake his hand
A hero, myth and a legend to so many that adored him
To me he was just a country boy , fine Southern gentleman
Entertaining , caring and unselfishly giving his best to them
He wrote and performed music of the simple freedom and country ways
Lyrics so heartfelt that tears naturally fell gloriously from the skies
Of love , life , danger, death and redemption that brings greater days
Seeking the answers to the questions of the how, where, when and whys
Gifting us all with his spirit and his love of helping those in need
Joyfully playing his music while dividing up his soul to share
Offering up his amazing life complete with it's heart to bleed
His love of life and concern for others never yielding there
His music taking second place only to his beautiful soul
Those crazy, wild and daringly foolish younger escapades
Only served to endear him to us while making his legend grow
May his memory live longer than the stars that heaven made.....
-Tyr , AKA Robert L.
provocatively
johnny jump up danced with wind...
pink tulips blushed red
spring rain wet them all
birds hidden away through fog...
crows' watchmen silent
johnny jump up common name for viola.
Contest: Spring flower, Bird, Butterfly Haiku X2
Sponsor: Tania Kitchens
Date: February 16, 2023
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Checked in general on here on Grammar Checker
Finding this roll of yellow paper
Twas just a tiny child seven years old
Gathering all his colour crayons bits as whole
Setting aside the somber tides in silence an attempt
To rise above these swirling waves a distant world but where...
Surreal it seemed less than dreams and all the tear stained, shores.
I watched as Johnny was handed a uniform
Saw him trained him to kill, in a regiment conform
Marched by his side in Vietnam jungles warm
There was little regard to how war did us harm
By parachute dropped to a ghastly death scene
Johnny ached for the life left behind, so serene
His family, fiancé did not know what war means
Especially the haunting of lost children's screams
No ticker-tape parades, no welcome for us then
We were scorned as monsters, baby-killing men
Jeers from protestors and an uncaring government
Greeted the lonely Vietnam Veteran
No accolades received from a nation displeased
But we had not asked to be sent overseas
The rich sent their sons to universities
For families with wealth dodging the draft was a breeze
The "benefits" we found would astound all now
Homeless Vietnam vets still dwell amongst the crowd
And it leaves one to wonder how our hallowed ground
Could have so many unnamed graves of men once proud
I still see vets suffering disgraceful neglect
To say Vietnam wasn’t “war” shows no respect
by Carolyn Devonshire
for Miranda Lambert's "World of War: Vietnam" contest
Admire a Summer Flower Contest
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Hey, Johnny Jump Up,
Mischievous elf,
Your look like Viola,
Not like yourself.
Same shape, same colors -
Before our eyes,
Your yellow and purple,
Quite the disguise.
Vibrant, bright colors
Painted on your five petals
Love, luck and happiness
Your gifts on us settles,
You love the warm meadows
And cool ocean breezes
Magician of summer
You won't make us sneeze.
Johnny sat bored at a swimming parade,
became thirsty watching the retrograde.
Dipped his head in the pool.
but felt like such a fool.
Silly boy thought it was blue Gatorade!
Smile.. ;)
Sweeet Johnny Angel
Honeycomb.. heart
Beautiful.. ever so
Shine Your Light..
Make my Heart Glow
Ever so Bright...
Sweeet Johnny Angel
For tis.. Sweeet as Honeybee
Those whom knows
He spreads His Angels Wings..
Flys like the wind..
Sweeet Music
Of Melody
Within Heart
Johnny Angel
Do your part..
Smile..
Giving your gift of Love
Compassion.. kindness
and Sweeet
Your words heals hearts
Here tis.. Sweeet Kiss'ss
Smile... Your Heart tis a Glow...
Flutter your wings..
Spread your Loving words
Tis Harmony you sow
Love tis sings
Sweeet Johnny Angel..
with Golden Wings..
Keep Shining..
Fly... across the sky
with God Speed
Spreading Joy..
For all hearts and Souls
Ps.. Thank you for your honey kiss'ss
Sweeeet Johnny Angel
Johnny Pete and Jolly Pete
Their marriage arranged in heaven,
Come sit here on the catbird seat.
Their marriage is number seven.
Johnny Pete never looked so good.
Jolly was a gorgeous summer bride.
Ceremony was everything it could be.
Witnesses all on Jolly’s side.
Johnny dragged in a street guy
To stand up with him that day.
Jolly got a tear in her eye
And he soon whisked her right away.
Jolly and Johnny had six little ones.
Juicy, Jimmy, Juanita, Johnny, Junior and Jay.
Two girls and four boys all born in the sun.
They were a handful, but fun in every way.
I never round-or-flatly disagreed
with Johnny Appleseed,
so red, so crisp, so...quite.
Never in the dawning, evening dawn
did I fly up or s*it upon...John James Audobon
in the evening, morning night.
Ah, I'd never be rude or eat the food
of the pulchritudinous Johnny B Goode.
How could I?
And why would I harm
odorless, flightless John Barleycorn
or give him Spanish flea?
I'd sail the vast untarted sea,
or play drums obstreperously,
with that flapjack, John Paul Jones,
but what kind of pancake would I be
if I revealed I was bigger than, by three,
that wunderkind, John Holmes?
Would I ask Johnny on the Spot
for a rag to wipe my snot?
Unindubitably!
Would I surprise him with mascara,
or do the backstroke in marinara
like a mushroom in a noodly sea?
I'd be on time for Johnny Come Lately,
and eat bon bons till I sat, oblately,
under the midday moon.
I'd tell Johnny Carson, "That's a wrap"
and neatly wrap my dog's crap
up with cellophoone.
What about John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt,
that diaphanous, novelty hit?
Would I blast him with the guns of Navarone
under a sky that sticks like the glue
of a colorless, humid, hue?
Would I deny him a raisin scone?
No!
When Johnny Comes Marching In gets home,
I'd serve him grits and iridescent cornpone,
and sit him on my knee.
Then I give him a lavender shout,
and set up an appointment for my gout,
superciliously.
Would I ask John the Baptist to convert?
No, I'd offer him some camembert
and crackers!
And the sprightly John the Apostle?
I'd offer him a waffle.
and crackers
(for dessert).
Oh John Keats, dear clapboard poet - you left too soon,
before I could offer you a macaroon,
or anything that leaves a crumb.
There's a reason I asked you for tea.
Give me a sign. Tell me honestly,
do you think I'm a doofus - dopey, dippy, daft and dumb?
Would I pull the leg or make fun...or steal a tart, chocolate eclair, pineapple upside down cake or cinnamon bun
from the beetle, John Winston Lennon?
Nope, I imagine I wouldn't, in truth,
but I'd surely pull the tooth
of the weevil John Wilkes Booth
under the midnight sun.
Johny johny johny
Mat karyo anhoni
Neither this cricket
Nor you dhoni
Johny johny johny...
After failing to become a monk,
Grigori Yefimovich Rasputin became a wanderer.
It's a real story that happened in one school
when a teacher appeared to be a complete fool.
Once when a teacher of math was sick
a teacher of physical education came, named Nick.
He wanted to show how intelligent he is
so he said: Solve my problem please!
- The car moves at a high speed.
To go to Spain a plane we need.
How old am I if the plane now is high in the sky?
- If to take all these tasks and mix
we’ll get the result: You are twenty six.
- Right you are Johnny!
Your arms are scrawny but brain is brawny.
How did you solve this problem so quick?
For me it’s easier to break a brick.
- Well, our neighbor being so sleazy is thirteen,
and my mum says that he is a semi cretin.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
For Francine Roberts contest "Humor Me"
Our old friend Johnny Appleseed
Was a bit of a kook all agreed
Always wore a tin pot on his head
Kept himself dry and also well fed
Johnny Appleseed was really John Chapman...he became the stuff of legends after his death.
He wandered the northeast planting appleseeds. The apples were used for apple cider or "spirits",
not for eating.