Curtisj Johnson Poems
|161.||Who Is She||10/7/2015|
|164.||Right Things For Right Reasons||4/24/2017|
|167.||Don't Stop, A Letter To My Wife||11/17/2015|
|168.||Grace Will Be Dancing||10/10/2015|
|169.||For What, And Why?||9/15/2015|
|170.||The Church I See||9/21/2015|
|172.||The Apple Tree||8/26/2015|
|173.||Country Sweet Soul||8/6/2015|
|174.||Above And Beyond||8/10/2015|
|176.||I Believe In You-A Letter To America||8/11/2015|
|177.||Winter On Display||8/13/2015|
|179.||Lovers On The Coast||6/22/2015|
|180.||Not Forsaken And Unforgotten||6/22/2015|
|181.||A Little Boy's World||8/25/2015|
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By Curtis Johnson
The English language does not serve up justice to the word ‘Love’.
It allows for an unrestricted usage relative to the object of our affection. “I love my house, and I love my car; I love my dog, and I love my cat”.
If the equity in my house rises high enough, I will sell it and buy a better one. If my car no longer performs or I desire to have a new one, I’ll sell or trade it. My dog stands by me, and he’s my best friend. My cat is quiet and very comforting.
“I love my teachers, and I love my preachers: I love my parents and my siblings ...
BY Curtis Johnson
In a community deep in the Southern land of feed corn and cotton
The more basic things of life are best treasured and unforgotten
Newspapers and Radios, Jack Rocks and Jump Ropes, Pop Whips, Hide and Seek
In child’s play, we sang our lines; we closed our eyes and did not peep