Thursday, August 14, 2008

Untitled about love

It's hard to tell you
how I feel about you.
Maybe you won't believe it,
might think it's too fantastical.
To hear it,
I don't believe it,
yet I know it's true.

by L. Johnson 11 Aug 08

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Just came up with this now...

The roots of Insanity


Damned is my heart
for loving you
damned is my heart
cause you know it's true.
You know I know and
I know you do.
And we tangle on
with the growth of this
impertinent spawn
I'm a fool for you.


L. Johnson 3 Aug 08

Poem that came to me today

Desert

I am everything
and nothing
like the earth beneath
your feet,
that you treat with
disdain and deceit
pretending it's not there
but you need it.
You mistreat and neglect it
and when it's
barren and hard,
dry and scorching,
you damned it so.

by L. Johnson 3Aug08