Colin Johnston (01/03/49 / UK.)
Biography of Colin Johnston
Colin Johnston Poems
019: The Kindness Of Strangers
Strangers, who are they? Just someone you have never met… Are they different? Are they queer?
028: Marble? (Acrostic)
<font color=bue>Many will tell you your poems are good A few will say they are not Remember to thank those who think they are good Bless the comments from those whose are not
043 Her Body, Her Temple
Her body, now closed to me Covered in unrevealing drapes Its treasures hidden from my sight
031: What's In A Name?
<font color=magenta>Different stories he'll be told Depending by whose side he sits. Fact and fiction will unwind If he only gives it time.
001: The Fox
I saw a fox the other night The sight of it was pure delight It loped along with regal grace
030: Heaven Sent
There are Days when everything is right And also days when it is not Days when the Sun shines always And many days when it does not
027: Wrong Time, Wrong Place (Acrostic...
Wrong time, wrong place Remember when it invariably seemed to be you Others were more fortunate Never you, never you!
<font color=green>It was in 1968 to Dunfermline we were shipped For four years of Apprenticeship To be in The Navy and see the Sea
To write about “The Regal”, I was asked I thought it quite a major task But, this one here is not like that It came to me, just like that
024: The House
<font color=blue>The house was hers and no one else's She's lived there over fifty years To pay the bills if it was needed Was what we sought for later years
023: One-Way Street
<font color=red>My Dual Carriageway has gone The Free-way Life did not exist That route was never one for me I've always wanted company
022: Hearts Desire
<font color=blue>‘'The Aladdin's Cave of Aberdour'' At 7, Shore Road, it sits Just waiting for that opening door When folk from near and folk from far…
<font color=orange>I love you and you love me, Is this not how it's meant to be? Together for so many years, <font color=black>Some ones good, some ones not,
<font color=green>It is wonderful to have friends… Seldom seen, But forever in one's heart.
<font color=green>It is wonderful to have friends…
But forever in one's heart.
More often than not,
out of mind,
Forgotten, in the blur of the day.
But, with one small word or thought