Colin Johnston

Rookie - 10 Points (01/03/49 / UK.)

Colin Johnston Poems

1. 025: Marilyn 4/11/2009
2. 033: The High Street 8/6/2010
3. 034: Life 8/13/2010
4. 035: A Prodigal Son? 8/21/2010
5. 036: The Hut 8/22/2010
6. 037: Dear Boy 9/19/2010
7. 038: The Fly 10/3/2010
8. 031: What's In A Name? 7/18/2010
9. 040: Company And Love 6/14/2011
10. 039: Thoughts On The Sacrifice Of Nails 6/14/2011
11. 011: That Other Self 6/18/2011
12. 016: The Lilac Trees 2 6/19/2011
13. 013: Nails 6/19/2011
14. 015: The Lilac Trees 1 6/19/2011
15. 012: On My Own Again 6/19/2011
16. 041: Don'T Ever Think 10/16/2011
17. 042: The Tramp At Sandy Cassel's Seat 10/10/2012
18. 043 Her Body, Her Temple 2/14/2015
19. 032: The Life Of A Poem Or A Call To Arms 7/22/2010
20. 027: Wrong Time, Wrong Place (Acrostic) 4/28/2009
21. 028: Marble? (Acrostic) 6/23/2009
22. 030: Heaven Sent 8/25/2009
23. 026: Peter 4/12/2009
24. 021: Wife 3/29/2009
25. 024: The House 4/9/2009
26. 029: Sleeping Beauty 7/16/2009
27. 022: Hearts Desire 4/7/2009
28. 005: To The Memory Of Tam The Gun 11/16/2006
29. 023: One-Way Street 4/7/2009
30. 017: Perception 5/11/2008
31. 020: Friends 3/9/2009
32. 001: The Fox 6/17/2010
33. 009: Cuts 7/5/2008
34. 018: The Armchair 6/30/2008
35. 006: The Picture Postcard Man 11/16/2006
36. 004: Simmering Cauldrons 11/16/2006
37. 007: The Poem 11/17/2006
38. 019: The Kindness Of Strangers 7/22/2008
39. 002: The Smoking Ban 11/16/2006
40. 003: The Cat Tray 11/16/2006
Best Poem of Colin Johnston

008: Love Comes In Waves

<font color=blue>My head is burning with her gripes
Why am I always wrong not right?

Continually…

Her heart will always be with mine
To keep it so is not a crime
My thoughts and hers, as one, Entwined

Longingly…

We've been together all this time
Let's turn the water back to Wine
To drink together for all Time
And find that perfect love again
Our hearts, once more, again, Combined

Lovingly…

Could we?
Should we?
Of course we Should.

Sublime…

So, should You try to make it right
To quench the fire and ...

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017: Perception

My body’s ugly, she says,
Silently demanding approval
A wrinkle here, a wrinkle there
A stomach far beyond compare,
Why can't I make her see,
Just how much she means to me...

Her smiling face, her winning ways,
The care she takes of me each day

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