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Michelle Johnson Poem
puppy, puppy full
of energy, always happy
and so incredibly cute. he greets
me with wet licks and barks, paws on
my clean clothes leaving their mark
saying “I was here.” his excitement is never
ending, bouncing happily like a
ball, running around chasing squirrels
much to their dislike, chucking
acorns to banish him from
their sight. plays for hours
and I look for any
switch to turn
him off. to bed
i go and he is at
my head his tail
thum ping
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Michelle Johnson Poem
How long have you and I been together?
I can’t recall when we met,
Do you?
You have been a part of my life for decades.
Late nights, spent together
Hiding our relationship.
You were always there for me, in
Times of purgatory and utter elation
My mom found me passed out.
Where were you when the ambulance came?
Why didn’t you visit?
The doctors tell me that you’re no friend of mine.
Today begins first steps,
Recovery.
I can no longer see you and
My heart is heavy for it.
I miss you.
My best friend,
My eating disorder.
I’ll send you a post card.
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Once upon a time, a prophecy long foretold
of a child who would bring forth prosperity.
She would be of meager birth with hair of gold.
At six and ten the magus did find, Felicity.
“A quest my dear you must partake,
perilless though it might be.”
For the sake of her country she will undertake.
Her journey she begins, “My people will be free.”
Goblins are first to bugger her,
Not far behind were trolls.
Followed by 10 foot Ogres but fear not,
she knew they were just hungry so she fed them some rolls.
Through deadly swamps and treacherous mountains she fought the cursed
Witch.
In the end Felicity freed her people, hungry now, food was all she wished.
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Comes your way this wicked something. Beware
Of the Banshee wails seeping into dreams.
Eyes closed and with calming breath, say a prayer.
An effigy looms overhead take care.
In the distance a requiem doth scream.
Comes your way this wicked something, beware.
From deep slumber you awake with a scare,
Colour fades as ice moves through your bloodstream.
Eyes closed and with calming breath, say a prayer.
Sound is lost upon your lips, naught but air,
Movement is but a fading sunlight’s gleam.
Comes your way this wicked something, beware.
Tracing your face with its bony finger,
You see soulless eyes bathed in blaspheme.
Eyes closed and with calming breath, say a prayer.
A storm busts through the closed window with flair
And with the flicker of the candle he
Comes your way, this wicked something, beware.
Eyes closed and with calming breath, say a prayer.
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I remember when you first lifted your head,
Expanding your sight beyond me.
Eyes wide with curiosity.
I remember when you crawled full speed,
Exploring the world before you.
Hands dirty from touching everything.
I remember when you could walk,
Then run, tearing through the neighborhood.
Feet moved like lightning.
I remember when you asked me questions about life,
Girls are curious creatures.
From crushes, to dating, then kissing.
I remember when you mustered the courage to marry,
Vows of responsibility spoken from your heart.
Children of your own following closely.
I remember when you told me you were proud,
Trying in vain to hide the tears that welled in my eyes.
Then you kissed my cheek and said thanks Mommy.
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