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Ann M Johnson Jan 2015
Praying for a miracle
When one seems impossible to find
Praying for a miracle
When a situation threatens to break my mind
Praying for a miracle
When I feel stricken with grief
Praying for a miracle
When somethings shaken my belief
Praying for a miracle
When life's giants I have to face and relief is not in sight
Praying for  a miracle
When I can't find the words to say
When I can't voice it out-loud
Lord please listen to my heart
PRAYING FOR A MIRACLE
Ann M Johnson Jan 2015
Today, it is lots more than onions making me cry
Ann M Johnson Jan 2015
My blood runs red when I bleed
You seem so full of hate even when you breathe
You don't seem to care
You seem unaware of the pain you inflict on others
You might suffer from a deceased mind
You might discover some day that it is effecting your insides
perhaps it might lead to necrosis
I wonder when you bleed does your blood run Blue instead of Red
I somehow feel sorry for you, a part of you already seems dead
To prepare for an essay for school, I have been reading works of a darker side that combined with a Life's situation influenced this piece of writing.
Ann M Johnson Jan 2015
You give me the wings
To help me fly
To not give up but to try
To reach out toward the sky
       To strive to make my dreams
               come true even if they don't
       I know I have the greatest gift
                                            in you
                                I still reach for the sky
because my heart sings while your belief
in me gives me wings
Love <3   U
This I wrote for my daughter, I hope she will like it when she reads it.
I also want to thank all of you my friends, for your support and encouragement which helps give me wings. I am grateful!!!!
Ann M Johnson Jan 2015
My black hole theory is not profound
I just want what is lost to someday be found
I have a theory there are many series of black holes
somehow linked to the big one
They all have there own gravitational pull
They seem to have an innate hunger for whatever is shiny or new
They seem to **** it in like of vacuum taking it away from me maybe even from you
There used to be some sort of portal through my couch , to try to stop it I removed the couch from my house
A strange thing happened it is all true, stuff started disappearing from my purse especially anything shiny or new
That can be very problematic if you are at the store and reach in your purse to pay the teller and all your change is gone, no more to be seen
It made me feel like crying, or maybe scream
The logical person that I try to be thought their must be an explanation, so I emptied out the contents of my purse in the stores bathroom,  I carefully checked the purse lining for any holes
I found no holes and none of my change too, I just had picked up a new roll of quarters from the bank and that was gone too
I pondered the situation later that day and thought of my little black hole theory , the little black holes somehow linked to The ******* Hole and ******* my stuff in, I know I am no scientist,  but if someday The Black Hole lost it's gravitational pull, and my stuff and maybe someone else's stuff too started raining down,  perhaps my theory will take hold in the scientific community and hold some ground, or maybe Inquiring Minds will want to know of my theory, but most of all what matters to me theory or no theory, I just want my lost stuff to be found
I am taking a comic break from studying for Midterm exam.
I hope you like this comic relief
Ann M Johnson Jan 2015
I have not forgotten all of you
You are all memorable to me
I think of you with every note I take
I am reminded of you with every book I read
I think of all of you with every paper I try to write
I think of all of you, my friends so much
I miss you all so much ,that it makes it difficult to accomplish everything
because I would rather be reading and writing poetry
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