Dandia Johnson Poetry and Spirituality 12/11/2013
1. Poem inspired in some way from "Happy Ideas" poem (Appreciative feelings) The love poem to a non-lover (Cookies and Cream) 2. Curse poem (Gone Too Soon) 3. The poem from the week Sue Hanson was with you (Celtic Blessing/meditation poem) (Laughter from Within) 4. Apology poem (All the things I did for you) 5. a Thanksgiving poem (Different Thanksgiving) 6. Lyric Prose Memoir (Home) 7. IN Orbit 8. The fear poem/opposites poem (Happy Faces) 9. The hobby poem (The Beating Drum) 10. I feel a poem coming on (I feel a Poem Coming on) 11. Loneliness interview poem (Loneliness) 12. One sentence poem (Itâ€™s a bittersweet moment) 13. The spirituality poem (Spirituality) 14. The command or I will be poem (Patients) 15. Shorter memoir--using dialog (remembered words of a parent) (Another Home)
APPRECIATIVE FEELING L ISTEN WITH THE NIGHT FALLING WE ARE SAYING THANK YOU W E ARE RUNNING OUT OF THE GLASS ROOMS W ITH OUR MOUTHS FULL OF FOOD TO LOOK AT THE SKY A ND SAY THANK YOU WE ARE STANDING BY THE WATER THANKING IT S MILING BY THE WINDOWS LOOKING OUT IN OUR DIRECTION B ACK FROM A SERIES OF HOSPITALS A FTER FUNERALS WE ARE SAYING THANK YOU A FTER THE NEWS OF THE DEAD W HETHER OR NOT WE KNEW THEM WE ARE SAYING THANK YOU O VER TELEPHONES WE ARE SAYING THANK YOU A ND IN THE BACKS OF CARS AND IN ELEVATORS REMEMBERING WARS A ND THE POLICE AT THE DOOR AND THE BEATINGS ON STAIRS W E ARE SAYING THANK YOU IN THE BANKS W E ARE SAYING THANK YOU IN THE FACES OF THE OFFICIALS A ND THE RICH AND OF ALL WHO WILL NEVER CHANGE WE GO ON SAYING THANK YOU W ITH THE ANIMALS DYING AROUND US OUR LOST FEELINGS W E ARE SAYING THANK YOU WITH THE FORESTS FALLING FASTER THAN THE MINUTES OF OUR LIVES W E ARE SAYING THANK YOU WITH THE WORDS GOING OUT L IKE CELLS OF A BRAIN WITH THE CITIES GROWING OVER US WE ARE SAYING THANK YOU FASTER AND FASTER WITH NOBODY LISTENING WE ARE SAYING THANK YOU
COOKIES AND CREAM W HEN Y OU A RE G ONE Y OUR LAST KISS TOUCHES THE TIP OF MY NOSE ; M Y PALMS SWEAT . I BREAK OFF A PIECE O F THE PAST . T HE CRACKING SOUND M AKES MY KNEES WEAK M Y TASTE BUDS SHATTER M Y EYES DILATE . T HERE ARE SHOCKS DOWN MY BODY W ITH EACH NEW BITE .
Gone too soon A S EACH DAY PASSES I SIT AND WONDER WHY ? W HY YOU WERE TAKEN WITHOUT A CHANCE TO SAY GOODBYE AND AS I START THINKING WITH TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY CHEEKS
I THINK OF LIFE WITHOUT YOU . I THINK OF THE FUTURE AND NOTHING SEEMS BRIGHT NOTHING IS THE SAME WITHOUT YOU .
A LL I HAVE IS MEMORIES AND THIS HOLE INSIDE MY HEART I WISH YOU KNEW HOW MUCH I LOVED YOU . I LOOK AT THE PRESENT YOU GAVE ME WITH DREAD NOW ALL I HAVE IS A GRAVE TO LOOK AT INSTEAD I LONG FOR YOU TO HOLD ME AND TELL ME STORIES OF YOUR YOUTH TELL ME EVERYTHING ' S OK I JUST WANT SO MUCH FOR THIS PAIN TO GO AWAY F ROM HEARING YOU VOICE YOU TAKE LIFE FOR GRANTED WITHOUT A THOUGHT ABOUT THE DAY SOMEONE THAT YOU TRULY LOVE IS SUDDENLY TAKEN AWAY .
LAUGHTER FROM WITHIN E VERYTHING STARTS FROM WITHIN . W ITHIN US THERE IS A PLACE , P LACE WITHIN US DWELLS A PERSON . P ERSON WITHIN US ACTS AS A BABY , A BABY THAT BEFRIENDS LAUGHTER . L AUGHTER , THE GREATEST D OCTOR . D OCTOR THAT NURSES WITH SMILE . S MILE AND LET THERE BE LAUGHTER L AUGHTER IS THE MUSIC TO OUR SOUL , M USIC MAKES US DANCE D ANCING IS THE SYMPTOM OF HAPPINESS ; H APPINESS IS THE PARADISE P ARADISE IS BUILT WITHIN OUR HEART W HEN THE HEART SMILES AND LAUGHS , P ARADISE IS REGAINED
ALL THE THINGS I DID FOR YOU E VEN THOUGH AT TIMES I DO THINGS TO HURT YOU . I TRY HARD AND HOPE THAT YOU ALWAYS SEE , H OW MUCH I NEED YOU IN MY LIFE , I AM SORRY FOR CAUSING YOU PAIN , THAT IS THE LAST THING I EVER WANTED TO DO , E VEN WHEN I AM TRYING TO LOOK OUT FOR YOU AND DO THE RIGHT THING I MESS UP , I AM SORRY . N EVER WANTED TO LET YOU DOWN ... NEVER WANTED TO SEE YOU FROWN . I T ’ S BEEN A MONTH I AM HAVING THIS FEELING AND I AM SO DOWN . I T WASN ' T MY INTENTION TO MAKE YOU SAD . I T ’ S THAT ALL THE THINGS I DID FOR YOU WENT BAD . . I HOPE THAT YOU STILL KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE AND CHERISH YOU , L IKE NOTHING ELSE IN MY LIFE GIVES ME THE THRILL OF BEING LOVED BY YOU . S O I HOPE THAT YOU LISTEN AND SEE IT IN MY EYES , THIS SINCERE APOLOGY THAT COMES WITH TEARS FROM DEEP INSIDE .
DIFFERENT THANKSGIVING O N T HANKSGIVING , M AKING THE F AMILY W HOLE A GAIN
M Y GRANDMA ’ S IN THE KITCHEN ARGUING M Y DAD ' S PUTTING UP C HRISTMAS L IGHTS AROUND THE HOUSE M Y M OM , S IBLINGS AND I PUT UP THE C HRISTMAS TREES T HE GREEN ONE IN IN THE ROOM NO ONE SITS IN AND THE WHITE ONE IN THE ROOM WHERE WE GATHER M OM SETS THE TABLE T HE EMPTY SEAT AT THE TABLE W E PUT A PLATE THERE ANYWAY E VEN THOUGH THE SEAT IS EMPTY YOUR MEMORIES FILL THE ROOM A S WE GIVE THANKS . W E ARE NOT DWELLING ON THE FACT THAT YOU ARE GONE I T ’ S NOT THE SAME BUT IT FEELS LIKE NOTHING HAS CHANGED .
Home New year—old story. Another suitcase—packed; another house—emptied; another love— unloved; another life—unlived. And of course, another goodbye—unsaid. Another tear—unshed; another truth--hidden, while another night fades away unslept. And while a truth can often remain hidden, it should not and shall not remain unwritten. So here’s the truth--none of it matters. Just a breath ago it did. Everything was so important and big. The same old never-ending quest for unreasonable reasons for all the nonsense that I seemed to want to make sense somehow. Just a breath ago. Not anymore. New year— forgotten story. A forgotten path for a forgotten child. Where is your Mother? Not the one that sleeps next door, but the one that lives in that old grey house, down that old green road. Remember the chestnut path that leads to Her? How could you forget Her? How could you turn away from Her, when She is the only one who never turned away from you, who welcomed you after every messed up, unfinished chapter in your life, who consoled you when your sorrow was inconsolable, gave you strength when your will was weakened, or even broke you when you needed to be broken? New actors--old scenario. An old play being played and replayed over and over, the same road taken again and again…and every time it leads to Her. Go to Her. No. Run. Faster. Don’t stop until your heavy, tired head rests upon Her warm, comforting bosom. Until Her soft, ageless hands chase away all the ghosts, the fears, the mistakes, the unsaid things, the unfinished things, the unconfessed confessions, the unkissed kisses, the unmade love...And in Her eyes you will find peace; unpeaceful peace, yet peace nonetheless.
IN ORBIT T R A V E L I N G THROUGH SPACE W ANDERING ATOM ATTRACTED V ARIED ACCELERATION RACE E SCAPE ANGLE DETRACTED E TERNAL ORBIT S OLAR TOWING PLANE SUBTRACTED R OTATING SOLAR FURNACE SMITE M OLTEN SURFACE REACTED E NERGY ABSORBED H EAT AND PRESSURE SMELTS A TOMIC STRUCTURE RE - ORBED F USED ELEMENTAL MELTS S INKING IN SURFACE N UCLEAR FUSION INCREASES I NSTABILITY ITS PURPOSE C RITICAL MASS POINT CEASES F INISHED COMPACTION C OMPLETE AND UDDER CHAOS F ISSION REACTION E NERGY POTENTIAL A LOSS U PWARD PRESSURE BUILDS S UPER THICK LIQUID BELCHES V OLCANIC ERUPTION YIELDS S WIFTLY ESCAPING ELEMENTS P ARTICLES AND ENERGY RADIATES M ASSIVE GRAVITY SQUELCHES O NLY EMITTING RADIANCE
Happy Faces Faces painted black, red and white They dance around the room Colors swirl People laughing Kids filled with joy Their laughter ringing through the walls As the colors flow throughout the room They jump around to the tune They move close My palms begin to sweat My heart beating like drum My knees shivering like a cold winter storm I want to run away But my body does not move The fear that comes from within As I watch them dance around the room
THE BEATING DRUM R UN BECAUSE THERE IS A RUN IN YOU . R UN BEFORE YOU TURN SANE . R UN BEFORE YOU LOSE THE OPPORTUNITY OF MADNESS . R UN TILL YOU FIND TIME STANDING STILL , YOUR WILL IS FASTER THAN FASTEST EVIL . T HE THUMP OF YOUR HEART , THE DRUMS BEAT HARD (D UMB D UMB )
R UN AWAY FROM YOUR FEARS THE THINGS YOU NEVER MEANT TO SAY RUN AWAY FROM THOSE THAT CARE BECAUSE THEY ' LL HURT YOU IN THE END
S PRINT , JOG , STEADY BEATS , (D UMB D UMB ) RUN , THE TENSION WILL DISAPPEAR T HEY ’ LL GIVE CHASE WHEN THEY REALIZE BUT JUST RUN , AND THEY ' LL NEVER CATCH YOU
R UNNING IS AN ESCAPE LET IT ALL OUT , SCREAM WHILE YOU RUN TELL THEM YOU HATE THEM BUT NEVER SUBMIT TO WHAT THEY WANT
J UST KEEP RUNNING AS THE DRUM BEATS ( DUMB DUMB )
I feel a Poem coming onâ€Ś Because wind was blowing causing the leaves to scatter Because the sun came out making the whole world shine The shining waking up the creatures of the night Birds chirping creating the songs of nature Because the leaves are changing Changing from green to gold The colored leaves touching the ground Making no sound
LONELINESS W HERE DO I GO , WHICH WAY DO I TURN SEARCHING DESPERATELY I YEARN MEMORIES OF A PAST I FEAR FADING I SOLATED AND ALONE I AM WAITING I S IT JUST A VISION OR DOES IT REALLY EXIST ILLUSION OF A FANTASY LIKE A SHIP IN THE MIST THE TRUTH OF IT ALL REMAINS TO BE SEEN FOR IN THIS MOMENT OF TIME I CAN ONLY DREAM .
L YING AWAKE I STARE INTO THE NIGHT DOOM AND DREAD SURROUND , LIKE THE DEMONS I FIGHT RIVER OF EMOTIONS FLOW LIKE A SWIFT MOVING TIDE SPIRALING SO FAST DOWNWARD I SLIDE .
W ILL I EVER FIND THAT PEACE , I DO NOT KNOW BREAKING DOWN MORE WITH EACH PASSING BLOW DESPERATION AND PAIN A PART OF EVERYDAY LIFE WORDS NOT SPOKEN THAT CUT LIKE A KNIFE .
Itâ€™s a bittersweet momentâ€Ś Being free When you have no one to hold Having the strength to say no Always wanting someone Giving yourself time When your light begins to dim. Making the most of every moment When there is nothing else Having a bitter sweet moment When youâ€™re brokenhearted To face the realities of life everyday Finding the strength to let go of the past Being in the right state of mind Where sadness is happiness you once had
Spirituality Spirituality is finding happiness in our darkest hour It is what makes us feel complete When we have nothing to fill the gaping hole Spirituality gives people hope And a belief in the good happen that happen in life Spirituality is finding yourself When no one else is looking Spirituality is being open to those you love It brings your walls down And you start letting people in
Patients Today I was Patient Today I was Patient enough To listen to you
I will be Patient enough To sit through this class with you And listen to you talk
Today I will be patient Every time I hear the clicking of your pen I will not be tempted to tell You to stop
I will be patient enough Not only for you but for Me
ANOTHER HOME A FTER A LONG YEARS OF NOT COMING HOME T HE FORM OF COMMUNICATION IS THROUGH THE TELEPHONE H OW HARD TO SACRIFICED BEING AWAY FROM HOME T HERE IS NO BETTER PLACE IN THIS WORLD B UT THERE ARE SOME INSTANCES THAT I NEED TO LEFT ALONE W ITH A DREAMS TO HAVE MY OWN HOUSE AND EVENTUALLY MAKE IT A HOME I WANT MY OWN HOME A HOME I’ LL LONG TO BE IN A HOME WHERE THERE IS REAL PEACE . A HOME I CAN GET INTO W ITH THE DOORS WIDE OPEN
A HOME WITH A TV. A TV I CAN WATCH ON A S LONG AS I CAN . A HOME WITH A RADIO W HERE I CAN PLAY IN FULL AUDIO T O ITS LOUDNESS I CAN BEAR .
A SIMPLE HOME I’ VE WANTED TO B UT TOO HARD TO BE MINE T OO HARD TO BE CALLED MINE