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Ann M Johnson Sep 2013
Dad it has been eight long years since you have been gone
The Parkinson's and heart condition took there toll
I believe there is a part of you that remains in my heart and soul
You taught me so much  many lessons I caught from you
You taught me to try my best and be strong no matter what health struggles some my way
You taught me that it is OK when food touches each other on my plate it mixes together in the end any way so just eat it don't complain
You taught me that you can't always buy what you want in life it is more important to get what you need
You taught me that it is good to do a good deed
You taught me to respect my elders
  You taught me to try to live by The Golden Rule
   You gave me some work ethic by having me help on the farm
    You tried to protect me from harm I know now that you couldn't protect me from all harm
    You advised me not to upset a swarm of bee's in a hive
     You showed me so much you were always willing to lend a helping hand
     You often would babysit when my kids were little and would give me money to help out with something the kids really needed
   I don't know if I got a chance to thank you each and every time, to you and mom I'm indebted
   You were a great Dad indeed I Love You and miss you so much  You made a difference in those lives you touched, some of lifes best lesson's are not just taught but caught
Ann M Johnson Jun 2014
Dear Dad,
I did not forget Father's Day, or forget you
I miss you and the things you would do such as telling us your children
to stack up all the chairs and that you would take off your shoes and jump over them, we quickly stacked up the chairs expectantly waiting for you to jump over the chairs but much to our surprise you took off your shoes and jumped over them
I miss how you would tell people that you did not know, when they asked that how many children you had, you would say 3 and a Half Dozen and when their jaw would drop in surprise , you would explain
3 and a Half Dozen, 3 girls and a half dozen boys
I still don't know how you did it Dad caring for so many kids and so much noise from all the girls and boys and running a farm too
I don't think I ever thanked you enough
Dear Dad, life has been so rough without you, soon before you passed away and you were on your death bed, my sister, said that you were hanging on needing to know that I would be Ok, Dad, I tried to be strong when I told you I would be Ok.
I felt like I lied, and I can not even count the amount of times I've cried
since you have died, I feel like a piece of my heart did depart with you!
I still try to be strong and hold onto cherished memory's like how you would look at my little girl, with a proud look in your eye's and there was no hiding the grin on your face.
Dad no one could ever take your  place
I miss you and my little girl, now a teen, she still remembers and misses you too. You would be so proud  of her, I know I am.
Dad, I Love You!
PS.I hope this letter reaches you via: special delivery, maybe an Angel will hand it to you.
I still miss my Dad he died in 2005 from Parkinson's and a heart condition
(belated Father's Day )
Ann M Johnson May 2014
Constant changing
            Always rearranging
                                      Is what
                                              I

                                                   call
                                                       my
                                                          
                                                            Life
Ann M Johnson Mar 2016
I have had sorrow
I had pain
I have been locked out in the rain
I had stuff happen in life that's hard to explain
I have been knocked down and felt like giving up
Like a comedian once said " life happens when you make other plans"
That statement seems to speak some truth.
Life sure has not turned out the way I have wished
That is why I must persist

When I have planned for sunshine
I have gotten rain
Planned to be happy ever after
only to discover pain
Through it all I have gotten stronger ( I think)
Life is a work in progress it is not finished yet
Life happens but I must persist

I know what it is like to be hungry
or well fed ( think thanksgivings past)
Those are cherished memories
sure to last
I have found
There is more joy in being content
than in wishing for what I don't have
If I have somewhere to rest
or some food to eat
man, that is pretty neat

Some day's I feel weary or pretty beat
I may not get want I want
But it is a blessing to get what I need
Like family that I love
and a few close friends
on whom I can depend
When I think about that my live seems pretty full
I than feel more complete and whole
Let life happen if it takes it's toll
I will fight off worry
It can not add a day to my life
Or add more hair to my head
  I would prefer not to have troubled
thoughts when I retire to bed
Life can be worth living
That is why I must persist!
Ann M Johnson Nov 2013
I thought I would try life in a bubble safe from the worlds trouble
I also thought the bubble would keep me from germs a double blessing
Life here in the bubble seemed to go at a slower pace
I'm here in the bubble away from the human race
I am protected from crime
I am enjoying time with me, myself and I
I am not watching the news no news is good news right
I am shut out from everyone
I wonder does anyone remember me anymore
I'm starting to feel claustrophobic stuck in the bubble
I did not mean to shut out the ones I love
I would scream but no one would hear me
I am isolated from everything and everyone except my thoughts
I am imprisoned by my thoughts
If you were near, you would hear me say burst this bubble and let me out
I want to live life again  
I want to breathe again, outside the bubble
Ann M Johnson Apr 2020
How many times have plans been carefully made
then drifted away when faced with the problems of
real life.
What good does it do to worry or fret it takes away from what I can do today.
When I watch the news I feel the blues
I can choose to limit my exposure to maintain a sense of serenity
I don’t need to plan every moment after all
I can choose to let go of some of the stress before I become a mess
I don’t have to continue setting myself up with such a hurried pace
It can be such a waste draining too much energy
I need to breathe and think
Talk to friends and reconnect with family that I have not talked with in awhile
Take time to laugh when something tickles my funny bone and smile
Take time to cry and grieve when I need to.
My Contentment can be found when giving up on previous plans
and taking things one day at a time and living in the present moment.
After all, I don't know what joys or sorrows tomorrow will bring.
I can choose to live life in the moment this day.
I can choose to make the best of this current social distancing take time to slow down and live in the moment today.
Ann M Johnson Aug 2016
Life is a rollercoaster filled with many ups and downs.
Life is a rollercoaster it can sometimes be scary to be swept off the ground.
Life is a rollercoaster there are moments can sometimes be exciting.
Life is a rollercoaster there are moments where you get knocked off balance and feel sick.
Life is a rollercoaster sometimes all you can do is hang on for your dear life and scream.
Life is a rollercoaster sometimes you reach out for your dreams no matter unpractical they may seem.
Life is a rollercoaster filled with little loop de loops that spin you around and hurl you around in a different direction.
Life is a rollercoaster filled with chaotic moments that make us feel blue.
Life is a rollercoaster, I don't know about you but at times it seems for many the ride ends too quickly without enough time to say goodbye.
Life is a rollercoaster filled with heartache and moments that make us cry.
Life is a rollercoaster and it is best to just face it instead of trying to hide.
Life is a rollercoaster it is good to take a supportive hand as we round the next bend.
Life is a rollercoaster we have this moment today to try to live life to the fullest and remember that it is best enjoyed with our friends and family by our side.
Life is a rollercoaster I am grateful that I have this opportunity to ride this ride.
Life is a rollercoaster so I'll do my best to take bad moments in stride, and focus more on the good moments that are held within each new day if I just choose to look around.
Ann M Johnson Nov 2014
Some days life is such a battle
When the storms come crashing in
It feels like I just can't win
Do I sink or do I swim?
Do I stay down like a fallen soldier
Or do I get back up again
If I am not strong enough to walk
I could at least crawl
It is better than not going anywhere
and hitting my head against a brick wall
Stuff happens to everyone
Sometimes I forget I'm not alone
Any change in attitude is up to me alone
So the next time the Proverbial Stuff hits the fan  
I will think at least I am still living
I will plan to lean on a friend for support
Together we can weather Life's storms
A rainy Day poem
Ann M Johnson Jan 2014
When life's trials seem to cheat you traverse on and do not let them beat you,
most of all don't let them defeat you

When you feel there is nothing to share, remember that someone loves you there
is someone who cares

In life even failure gives you a better understanding, of yourself and your accomplishments
Life is a challenge and an accomplishment at the start of a new day and starting it in a
special individual way

If everyone was perfect, you would not have a great feeling of success, meeting someone new
would not be an adventure, we would not be so witty or shy, life would always be the same
We would care less about people or names; leaning on a friend for support would not mean a
thing or Fall, Winter or Spring.
We would have no one to challenge or yell at
The world would be dark and dreary without a face to make it cheery; the world would be
so serious without laughter coming our way, now do you still want a totally perfect day?
I wrote this when I was a Teen, my Mom kept it for many years I'm not sure why
I hope you like it.
Ann M Johnson Nov 2015
Sometimes I like to sing
out loud and clear
Other times I like to hear
other's sing
Feeling content
like for that moment
I am just meant to listen
and watch as they shine
I recently went to a performance were their was a combination of singing and dancing and comedy.
Ann M Johnson Nov 2013
I am often wondering even when I'm with friends are you really listening?
Do you really hear or do you just pretend or do you selectively listen to hear what you want to.
I know we all selectively listen, at times especially if someone is long winded and we get bored
I believe everyone wants to be listened to and not ignored
If a tree fell in the woods and no one is around, I believe it still makes a sound
If I fell I'm sure I would make a sound and I hope someone would care and listen to what I have to share
I especially hope that when I have something important to say, I hope I have their full attention and they won't just walk away
I hope that when my time is up, people will say among other things she was a good listener
I ask you today Are You Listening?
Having lost my voice it got me thinking about talking and listening
Ann M Johnson Oct 2014
Don't judge based on outward appearance
You will miss the beauty that lays within
Don't miss an opportunity to make a new friend
If you look past the outer disguise
That person might be the one that is there to comfort you
when you cry
Don't let a good friend pass you by listen with your heart
Ann M Johnson Aug 2016
Little princess it just does not seem fair that your life was so tragically cut short.
Little princess, who was so full of love
Your life was ended at such a young tender age do to someone so full of hate.
Little princess whenever I see children at play I will think of you.
Little princess you passed away shortly before what would have been your fifth birthday.
Little princess who will live on in the memory of your grandma and your mother and your siblings.
Little princess I never got to know you personally but I know your Grandma and how you impacted her life with your love.
Little princess, you remind me how life can be way too short so we need to appreciate each new day.
Little princess, you remind us all to show kindness on our journey called life.
My neighbor's grandaughter who had been shot on the reservation while at play in front of her 6-year-old sister. She died just right before what would have been her 5th birthday due to what is considered a hate crime. Please show everyone as much kindness as you can in memory of this little girl. See also: Through The Eyes Of A Child (see notes)
Ann M Johnson May 2016
How many times have plans been carefully made
then drifted away when faced with the problems of
real life.
Contentment can be found when giving up on previous plans
and taking things one day at a time and living in the present moment.
After all, I don't know what joys or sorrows tomorrow will bring.
I am currently on a medical leave from school so I need to live in the moment and take life one day at a time.
Ann M Johnson Feb 2021
I long for spring to warm me up after the sub zero winter chills.
I long for spring to come and take away my ills.
The asthmatic weezing is getting old as well as the snow and cold.
Spring please come my way soon I pray.
I long for better and warmer and sunny days
Spring come and please stay awhile
I know that your very presence will make me smile especially when the trees grow leaves again and the flowers bloom
The birds will come back and sing you a tune
My heart always makes room for you too.
Ann M Johnson Oct 2014
The Canadian Geese flew overhead the starting their long journey
Each journey starts with a single action, setting things in motion.
Ann M Johnson Sep 2013
We had a  State fair map that did not have all the streets listed.
My pulse  seemed to quicken when pressed by the crowds on every side.
We needed to catch the bus on time.
We tried to press through the crowd but they were slower than a snail
  I got more anxious with each passing minute and felt like biting my nails
  My friend failed to meet us at the designated meeting spot.
   My cell phone kept  cutting out.
    I was so frustrated, I felt like I  might  shout
    I wondered what to do.
    I asked for directions a time or two.
    Those directions got us more lost and brought us by the wrong gate.
     We turned around and headed a different way
      I got so upset I mumbled under my breath if we miss the bus we are *******
      Just as i was about to give up hope I saw the channel 11 news booth.
      I felt like someone there might show us the way
      I walked up to some guy who was standing by the wall
      I don't even remember if he was short or tall
      I asked him for directions
     We rushed out of the booth  I  don't remember if I thanked him
      We followed his directions and soon made it out through the right gate
       We met my friend near the bus
       We caught the bus with  not a minute to spare
        This concludes the Real Life drama of being lost at the fair.
Ann M Johnson Jul 2015
I have been looking for my poem all day
I think she may have run away
She is lost of that I am sure
The details are a bit of a blur
Her and I went on a Google search
We wanted to do a little research
We disagreed about who wrote A Poison Tree
She thought it was Frost
I thought she was wrong
The search should not have took this long
We went to different poetry sites
I went to famous poets and poems.com
I don't know what went wrong
I recently browsed the computers history
I found some reference to  Expedia
I wonder if she felt the need to get away
If I called Expedia to find out if she booked a cruise
I would not know quite to say the problem is I had not named her yet
In the future I will have to remember to name a poem right away
I never would have guessed her desire to roam
If she desires to visit you ,could you let her know she is missed at home
I got the answer for what we disagreed on A Poison Tree by William Blake
I think in the future I should not argue with a poem
I want my poems to stay at home!
Ann M Johnson Feb 2015
Love is being thankful
Love is being grateful
Love is trusting
Love is kind
Love is expression of the heart and mind
Love is caring
Love wishes good things
When Love is true happiness it brings
Love is sharing it all with you
I dedicate this to all my family & friends near and far,  To All you Hello Poetry friends you have been so Awesome, I am truly grateful for You <3
Ann M Johnson Aug 2015
Love. Com  
(Progressive Poem)
Feat Elizabeth Squires

Data is a gal’s best friend
All the info input tells her what profiles trend
Tall handsome ones can intrench in the heart
Buyer beware in the matters of the heart try to avoid
Online dating schemes for they crush a fragile ladies
Fairy book dreams
A guy’s dream of a perfect date
Can too quickly crumble and crash
Because too soon he runs out of cash
Lost is a true soul who stands by the office
Water cooler hoping that a Fantasty.org
Gal catches his eye
The everyday good guy
Seems not to rate
He hasn’t got the perfect
Ideal of a PC’s mate
The truth is true beauty
Comes in all shapes and sizes
Too many people fall
For model like disguises
Instead of the beauty within
That could be found in the friend
Just right in front of them
A gal should never overlook the guy
Who is respectful of him she’ll
Not ever be regretful
The love he’ll show is genuinely lasting
There is for him no http// imaginary casting
True love survives long beyond ones passing
True love is everlasting
Thank You Elizabeth for responding to my Progressive poem Challenge, it was fun to work with you.
Ann M Johnson Sep 2013
January: Love is an intricate design on a snowflake
February: Love is like a heart shaped box of chocolates
March: Love is like a clover full of promise of good things to come
April: Love is like a gentle rain
May: Love is like a fresh flower
June: Love is like a nuptial kiss
July: Love is colorful like fireworks
August: Love is like a gentle breeze on a hot summer day
September: Love is a time to prepare for positive change
October: Love is gentle like falling leaves
November: Love is being thankful
December: Love is giving
Ann M Johnson Mar 2015
January: Love is an intricate design on a snowflake
February: Love is like a heart shaped box of chocolates
March: Love is like a clover full of promise of good things to come
April: Love is like a gentle rain
May: Love is like a fresh flower
June: Love is like a nuptial kiss
July: Love is colorful like fireworks
August: Love is like a gentle breeze on a hot summer day
September: Love is a time to prepare for positive change
October: Love is gentle like falling leaves
November: Love is being thankful
December: Love is giving
This was chosen for Poet's Corner for a newspaper in my state.
I wanted to share it again with all of my poetry friends.
  Thank You for being encouraging and my friends.
   You are AWESOME :)
Ann M Johnson Nov 2014
The first snow fall
Sparkling like diamonds
Even though it comes year after year
It seems magical
A newborn babies first cry
The look of Love in the parents eyes
It seems magical
The seasons changing from fall to winter
Spring to Summer
The preparations it brings
It seems magical
The blooming of flowers after a harsh winter
The fragrance they bring to the air
Makes me stop for a moment and stare
It seems magical
The first sunrise of each day
The rays of the sun
The moon at night to light our way
The starlight sky
So beautiful I could cry
The feeling that anything is possible
It seems magical
Ann M Johnson Oct 2020
Magical
The first snow fall
Sparkling like diamonds
Even though it comes year after year
It seems magical

A newborn babies first cry
The look of Love in the parents eyes
It seems magical

The excited expectation glittering in a small child's eye on Christmas Morning that lights up a room more than the lighted tree
It feels Magical

The seasons changing from fall to winter
Spring to Summer
The preparations it brings
It seems magical
The blooming of flowers after a harsh winter
The fragrance they bring to the air
Makes me stop for a moment and stare
It seems magical

The first sunrise of each day
The rays of the sun
The moon at night to light our way
The starlight sky
So beautiful I could cry
The feeling that anything is possible
It seems magical to me, does it seem magical to you too?
Ann M Johnson Nov 2013
I  wish I had a magic giant eraser to eraser the worlds mistakes
I wish we could start anew
I know I would how about you?
I hope everyone would choose to live in peace without crime
It would be great for kids to be safe in school and everyone following the  rules
I hope everyone would use their tools of kindness and respect for their fellow man
I hope people would lend a helping hand to those in need and do good deeds
I wish we had a magic giant eraser but we don't, but some form of peace could start indeed
We could help out for good in our own communities and take the time to volunteer for some cause we believe in or somehow help our fellow man.
If we help even one person that would be grand, for that one person we have made a difference
Ann M Johnson Dec 2014
Your  Smile is the Magnet that draws me to You
Ann M Johnson Sep 2017
Masks we sometimes wear
Wearing a happy face when we want to cry
why do we disguise what is truely inside and hide behind these masks we wear?
A comedy mask to hide the pain and tears that we still prefer not to face after all these years
the true tragedy that we endured is buried deep beneath
We can become slaves to fear and let the mask turn to a horrific one if we let the fear overcome us.
We can be so afraid of rejection instead of seeking protection from fear itself or instead of letting someone know us for who we really are.
It is better to be real with those around us then to be suffocating behind the masks we sometimes chose to wear
It can be so freeing to just except ourselves and let others see our unique real qualities instead of a masked altered identity.
I used to some years back not let people know how I really felt and hide my feelings. In doing so I became one of my own worst enemies. It was like holding my own self in an emotional prison.
Ann M Johnson Aug 2014
I signed  up  one of my socks for Match.com because it was missing it's match, after doing laundry.
I hate it when that happens
I hope it will find it's match and that they will make a perfect pair.
I swear the washing machine gets hungry and eats socks
I hope you enjoy this comic relief, I wrote.
Ann M Johnson Jan 2014
When do broken hearts mend?
When does the pain end?
When is the time to start to love again?
Matters of the heart do not follow timelines or trends
When you feel ready it is fine
Love is patient
Love is kind, keep that in mind as you begin again
My friend when you find a love that is true
You will discover someone that appreciates the treasure that is uniquely you!
A close friend is planning to start dating again.
Ann M Johnson Jun 2014
Two steps forward ten steps back, maybe more and I lost track
What am I working toward, I am swimming in this sea of debt
What is the purpose. did I forget it seems meaningless
I seem to be chasing the wind which I can not catch
I know it might be just a rough patch, but it feels like a door without
a latch, making me feel unsecure
I feel like I'm in quicksand, not on solid ground  
Why do I work so hard, is it only to pay the bills
If so it gives me the chills
It sure is a test of my will
Do I labor in vain, all this worry might drive me insane
It all seems meaningless like trying to catch the wind
Ann M Johnson Nov 2016
Memories they linger on the recesses of my mind
If you could see them some are sweet some are bittersweet.
Some vie for attention turning into dreams at the end of the day.
Some like to play and fill my mind with daydreams at the start of the day.
Memories seem to have so much power.
Is that because I give them so much because I don't want to lose touch,with those I have loved both past and present?
I want to continue living life and collecting more pleasant memories and live life more fully.
Ann M Johnson Oct 2013
I tried to find you I found you in memories
Ann M Johnson Dec 2013
Merry Christmas Eve
I wish for you good friends
I wish for you good food
I wish for you a warm fire to keep you warm
I wish you stay free from harm
I wish for you the love of family
I wish for you the surprise of presents you enjoy
I wish that your heart is filled with joy
I wish for you many great poems to write
I wish for you, many great poems to read, like you have given to me
Ann M Johnson Jun 2016
I miss the time when I was young and thought that I knew all the answers.
  Now that I am older I am confronted with more and more difficult questions that I never seem to have the answers to.
I  sometimes miss my youth when I thought that I had all the answers and ignorance seemed like bliss.
Ann M Johnson Sep 2013
My words to you were misspoken
My heart is broken
I had a miscommunication with a friend.
Ann M Johnson Oct 2014
I thought I saw you in a crowd
I wonder did I say your name out loud
The beating of my heart like a melody
My thinking of you stirring up old memories
It made me wonder why our relationship did not last
I just hope I learned some lessons from the past
I was so young
You were my first love
Things seemed to be going too fast
I was unsure how to communicate that to you
You also said that in the near future you would have to care for your brother and sister, your Mother's condition was so severe
I was afraid of caring for those children that were half grown and who were not my own
I now think I could have done it for you and with your help
I know that I can not get a second chance with you
I am happy for you that you have a family that Loves you so much
I wish that we had kept in touch throughout the years
I think everyone needs more friends to share happiness and tears and fears with.
I miss most of all the friendship we used to have
It was not you that I saw in the crowd it was a case of mistaken identity
Ann M Johnson Oct 2013
I'm not a model, maybe I am a model citizen
Ann M Johnson Oct 2013
I listen to music that matches my mood
The music is like color to my senses
Pink: A  happy tune
Blue: A sad song
Green: A song with lots of energy
  Purple: A song that makes me feel joyful
  Black: A depressing tune that I cry to
  Mixing them would be liking a rainbow after the rain
  A mixture of happiness, joy and pain, what remains is mood music, let it play
Ann M Johnson Aug 2014
I listen to music that matches my mood

The music is like color to my senses

Pink: A  happy tune

Blue: A sad song

Green: A song with lots of energy

  Purple: A song that makes me feel joyful

  Black: A depressing tune that I cry to

  Mixing them would be like a rainbow after the rain

  A mixture of happiness, joy and pain, what remains is mood music, let it play

  

  I sometimes want to play something with a rocking beat, to clean to, to make the time fly by

  Other times I want to really personally connect with the lyrics, when I need to cry

  There are times when I will listen to some oldies, i will not lie to reflect on days gone bye

  There are times I’m in the mood for a country tune

  In my lifetime , i have often sung the blues when the problems of life knocked me down

  I try to brush off the dust and get back up and listen to something I can dance to

  I sometimes don’t want to hear words and like to listen to Classical music, like Bach

  I sometimes will listen to pop
I also like some experimental electronic music
created by a friend
I Love music and may the Love never end

  I sometimes need to unwind after a tough day and listen to something inspirational

  I take off my shoes and my socks and listen and relax or  just  dance  in my own unique way

  I say whatever my mood I Love the tunes and I like to play it Loud and be swept  away

  It is all Mood Music , Let It Play!
Ann M Johnson Jan 2015
Mother nature has a cold
Mother nature has a cold that fact is getting old
Mother nature is getting moody
She gladly shared her cold with Jack Frost and assigned him some of her duties
He soon became mad and dumped some frigid temperatures on the Northern States
When he found out that the North is used to the cold temperatures
He thought it would be fun to send some snow to the Southern states
He watched the people scratch their heads wondering how to deal with this unexpected surprise, with a hint of mischief in his eyes
Mother nature has a cold I hope she gets better soon
Mother natures cold is making me wish for the month of June
I am sick with the Influenza and thought of this, maybe this one was Fever inspired
Hope you like it anyway
Ann M Johnson Oct 2014
Motivation I need to practice daily
One small step setting things in motion
propelling me forward
If I lose focus I remind myself of my goals
I press on and get back on track
Making me one big step closer
To making my dreams come true
I am grateful when I have motivation
How about You?
Ann M Johnson Apr 2014
I was packing up and moving on
I am faced with many new hellos
and some goodbyes
I did my best and did not cry
I felt that I must try something new
I feel like I am stronger just from knowing you
I will always have a piece of you in my heart as
make a new start
I just moved to a different place today
Ann M Johnson Oct 2013
I asked Mr Sandman for a dream he brought  nightmares
As a kid I was not scared of the boogeyman, I was scared of the sandman.
The idea of someone being able to put sand in your eyes and interfere with your dreams that scared me!
Ann M Johnson Sep 2013
My addiction has no know cure in sight
I don't need to take a pill
It sometimes keeps me up at  night
I sometimes feel week in my knees
Other times I weep
Other times I am happy
  No doctor can help me
  The truth is I  am not ill
   I would rather sit with a pen and quill and write
   I would rather read your rhymes
   I would rather have everything go still
   and spill out my emotions for you all to read
   I will keep this one addiction It don't take my money just my time
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 Dec 2016
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 their own gravitational pull
They seem to have an innate hunger for whatever is shiny or new
They seem to **** it all 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 there must be an explanation, so I emptied out the contents of my purse in the store's 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.
Henceforth, I was quite perplexed when I pondered upon what happened next. I washed clothes and then dried them and took them out to fold them and put them away just like any day. I just can’t understand why I end up with so many mismatched pairs of socks. Then I had a possible revelation many there is a black hole, or perhaps even a vortex that one of each pair of socks gets ****** through. I still feel a bit blue about my socks missing their perfect mate. I confess I also did not like to lose one of the socks of my favorite pair with a picture of an M&M; along with the saying “Who’s Your Candy”, maybe it seemed too irresistible to resist. If it happened in a science fiction movie maybe some guy would exclaim “Beam me up the M&M; socks”.( I seem to lose one of them each time I dry them). The curious thing is the holes left in the mismatched socks that were left behind.
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 its gravitational pull, and my stuff and maybe other people's else's stuff to started raining down,  perhaps my theory would take hold in the scientific community and hold some ground, or maybe Inquiring Minds, will want to know of my theory.  That is not what matters most of all to me ,theory or no theory, I just want all my lost stuff to be found.
Ann M Johnson Mar 2014
My computer was sick, I don't understand why
I try to keep it out of the cold
It is a new computer not old
It had the best protection approved by the geek squad
I am wondering if maybe it was my fault
I had a sickness a couple weeks back
The doctor said I was contagious
I felt like without my own computer my sanity might crack
It is great to get back on track with the virus removed
It is great to be back in a healthy groove for my computer and me
Ann M Johnson Apr 2016
(Written by my daughter Gwen)
As it appears on my wall lovingly written and painted with a Butterfly wing and roses hand painted by my daughter on a small canvas. The words are carefully inscribed in white.
I placed the picture lovingly and carefully below her picture.
Her Quote reads:

    Don't spend your life
    wondering if you'll be missed
    spend your life
    being so amazing you don't miss your chance
                             at
                     Living

I hope by sharing this quote it might inspire others.
   Gwen, if you are reading this you inspire me with your beautiful words. Your encouragement to reach for my dreams continually gives me wings especially on rough days and gives me the courage to overcome obstacles that I face in life. I hope that my belief in you gives you wings also.
I love you more than words can adequately express.
  Sincerely your Butterfly mom,
This quote is written by my daughter Gwen who posts her work here on Hello poetry when she gets a chance to. She never posted her quote. I am posting this quote because I think it is beautiful and inspiring too. Please feel free to comment. I will share the comments with her when I talk to her next, or if she visits this site soon she will read them. If you want to check out my daughter's poems her name is: Gwen Johnson on this site.  Thank You for reading :)
Ann M Johnson Nov 2013
I have been looking for my poem all day
I think she may have run away
She is lost of that I am sure
The details are a bit of a blur
Her and I went on a Google search
We wanted to do a little research
We disagreed about who wrote A Poison Tree
She thought it was Frost
I thought she was wrong
The search should not have took this long
We went to different poetry sites
I went to famous poets and poems.com
I don't know what went wrong
I recently browsed the computers history
I found some reference to  Expedia
I wonder if she felt the need to get away
If I called Expedia to find out if she booked a cruise
I would not know quite to say the problem is I had not named her yet
In the future I will have to remember to name a poem right away
I never would have guessed her desire to roam
If she desires to visit you ,could you let her know she is missed at home
I got the answer for what we disagreed on A Poison Tree by William Blake
I think in the future I should not argue with a poem
I want my poems to stay at home!
Ann M Johnson Sep 2013
It was great to gather with the gals at the camp
Some gals I knew others were new to me
We gathered together under one theme for the weekend
One gal in particular was fired up about her dream starting to come true
She reminded me of a rosebud starting to bloom as she shared her dream with me
We don't realize sometimes how we touch one another lives either for the good or bad
I know she impacted my life for the good, I may never see her again but that's OK
Her sharing helped make my day even better and when we had free time we learned some about hand massage from a former massage therapist and we were partners to massage each others hands  
One night we had a banquet at the retreat and got treated to steak and scrimp
We bid on a silent auction and purse auction for a good cause, I bid on a Prada purse and won  I hope it is a real one not  a mock one, either way I like it anyway; I feel rich from the experience of the retreat
I left feeling renewed and peaceful and restored, it was hard to come back to real life
I went to a women's camp over the weekend and it was great,there were about 250 or more women there.
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