Short Johnsons Poems

And what gets me is that broken tooth
A little flaw in all this perfection
It’s like the final brush stroke in a painting
That makes a portrait a masterpiece....

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great measure of a heart so filled,
with love and honesty of thrilled,
to have such love by God its willed,
such happiness elation...
the lovers of creation...

of johnsons inspiration,
the dill..

Don...

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The Johnsons' vacation in Island Bay
To get there they drive an awful long way
   Over hill, over dale
   Then across dusty trails
 They check in and get to stay half a day



     gw               limerick            June 07, 2022...

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yes love is sweet but incomplete,
without my baby ...thou
other half of coin completes
....to meet..rejoin ..somehow..

life is sometimes seeming cruel,
as you sit and think on memorys stool,
johnsons happy thinks it's cool,
to have those lovely memorys...

Don...

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went to the toilet it tickled my snout,
the best defence is offence ,
i havent a doubt,
so i fired round after brown,
till it was all bloody out,
till me toilet cantered away,
hope it returns at the end of the day,
till then its your bloody shout ,
and johnsons just having his way,
sent by some big assed lout ...ok,
 ......

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side step ole stress n cross the street,
pick em up, don't drag ya feet,
if love is there, it's all so sweet,
but love is slow to find.

right one, i've ever yet to meet...
ensnare her heart, 2 be complete:)
2 be johnsons you'd delete,
all old  memories of 'pure' passion.

Don Johnson
pure is in, Russells input....:) 

yep better!...

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used an abused an tossed aside,
been there mate, 
nuff 2 send ya cross-eyed,
but all good fun, cos i couldna hate,
the lady sweet ....who dumped me late...
or otherwise....:) she barred the gate...
the French kisser got denied,
but i sidestepped way from suicide,
twas johnsons fate...
me chips was fried...

thanks Ronny Madonsela "Zoe"
love it mate...

Don...

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	Destroyer ~ Poet
Contest Name	(ANY) Poem Of the week.

so wear your tin pants indeed,
like the sixtys girls did need,
a tin opener supplied,
the frustrated guys had cried,
when love got up to speed,
the pill now applied...
what next the weed,
poor ole johnsons aigs got fried...
inside,
4 some buggers need...

or have i lied,
access denied...

thanks Russell ya done didit again
with birds n bees...

Don Johnson...

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I dreamt of Babe Ruth
in Howard Johnsons' 
lighted pool doing

the backstroke so brilliantly.
No bats lying around
anywhere. warm water

reflected dorsal pecs, 
beautiful biceps, round
spiral muscles fanning

along so softly.
Finally finding the nerve
to say: Babe! your a

ballplayer; Sultan of swat.
Smiling at me timidly:
I'm a ballplayer and a

a swimmer. He replied
calmly gliding away.
A swan in the moonlight....

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