Carl Martin Johnson
Poet, Author, Slayer of Dragons
© Carl Martin Johnson, All rights reserved
DREAMER
By Carl Martin Johnson
He had always been a dreamer,
Spent his life roaming ‘round.
Too honest to be a schemer.
He loved all the world he found.
Women were drawn to him,
And he loved them in return.
The better they all knew him,
The hotter fire would burn.
But the dreamer kept on moving,
Searching for Life’s truth.
Life’s value needed proving,
And he’d the ideals of youth.
For years he kept the quest
Yet the answer was evasive.
He could not stop to rest
Until he found a thought persuasive.
Then he stopped pursuing.
His life was close to ending.
He saw what he was doing.
His life he was fast spending.
He found what he’d been after.
His trek had been all wrong.
The dreamer saw with laughter
The Truth was in him all along.
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THE SPARKLE IN YOUR EYES
By Carl Martin Johnson
Share the sparkle in your eyes.
Shower happiness around.
Let the world see sunny skies.
Feel the joy that you have found.
Inside you burns a light.
Gloomy darkness its glow scatters.
While your cheery soul fuels it bright
To illuminate what matters.
I am grateful that you love me,
And I know your love is true.
God in Heaven above me
Has blessed my life with you.
You lend existence worth.
You make the cosmos smile.
Angels sang at your birth.
Now you make each day worthwhile.
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LUCIFER’S ANGEL
By Carl Martin Johnson
I know I chose wrongly.
I took Lucifer to follow.
I thought he would lead strongly,
But his promises were hollow.
Michael’s sword was fiercely wielded.
His legions drove us down.
At last our armies yielded.
Michael saved the Crown.
The Father’s love I blame.
He cursed us with free will.
Now to my eternal shame,
My brothers I can kill.
It was a gift to help us grow,
But I make no celebration.
It has brought me only woe.
I elected my damnation.
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WHO WILL STOP THE RAIN
By Carl Martin Johnson
Who will stop the rain?
Gentle drops grown to deluge.
Each a tear caused by my pain.
Is there no refuge?
Clouds have burst and inundated,
Drowning sparks of joy.
Am I to sorrow fated?
Will this rain my dreams destroy?
I will break these skies apart.
Rip clouds open to find sun,
Let its gold light fill my heart,
Then the rain will not have won.
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THE OLD VETERAN
By Carl Martin Johnson
All his friends had finished dying.
His wife was long years gone.
Sometimes he felt like crying.
Yet he carried on.
Home was an unpainted bench.
But it was a place to sleep.
Thanks to the old man’s stench,
It was his alone to keep.
This day the flags were waving.
He could hear the bugle play.
He shed the lone tear he was saving
For Memorial Day.
He would join his brothers soon.
He knew they’d saved a place,
Once again lead his platoon.
This time with God’s grace.
He was a warrior still inside,
As he’d been when young.
His heart still filled with pride
For the song his life had sung.
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DEATH BY MY HAND
By Carl Martin Johnson
He bit and slapped and scratched.,
As my K-Bar blade sliced in.
Like a demon newly-hatched,
He fought hard to stop his end.
Our mouths were close to kissing.
I smelled his fetid breath.
Blood foam from his throat was hissing.
He was shaking hands with death.
He looked long into my eyes,
One warrior to another.
The best way a soldier dies,
At the hand of a warrior brother.
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ANGELS' TONGUE
By Carl Martin Johnson
I was an angel long ago.
I flew in Heaven’s skies.
Their sacred tongue I used to know,
And still hear when a newborn cries.
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CAN I COME WITH YOU
By Carl Martin Johnson
Are you going somewhere?
If so, can I come too?
I’ve been here and over there.
I want someplace new.
My heart is filled with stale old dreams.
I need some fresh and bright.
I’ll find them in a new sun’s beams,
Or in a future moon one night.
My blood is so dried and cold.
I need change to fire my heart.
Or I’ll just grow stiff and old.
I seek a brand new start.
So, please, take me along.
New fantasies I’ll share.
Our road will be a song
Of adventures we will dare.
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I WILL LIVE
By Carl Martin Johnson
I will live until I die.
No day will I leave wasted.
Adventures I will try.
No wine will go untasted.
I’ll not glow, but flare.
Living bright, albeit brief.
I’ll have had my share.
Death will not bring grief.
Life, I’ll ride you hard.
Be my great wild steed.
Though your bucking leave me scarred
There’ll be roses where I bleed.
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LIFE FLOW
By Carl Martin Johnson
Life is coursing through your soul
In veins only angels see.
Hear each soulbeat’s dulcet toll
Marching you to destiny.
Its warmth will make you glow.
Its energy excite you.
Use it well and you will grow.
Its fuel will ignite you.
You’ll see you are transforming.
You’ll know your evolution.
Grasp the new life you are forming.
Become the world’s solution.
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AM I DONE
By Carl Martin Johnson
I sit sometimes and wonder
If my life is done.
Times of storm and thunder.
Times of sun-drenched fun.
Death is the price we pay
For the days we spend on earth.
We start dying on the day
Our mothers give us birth.
I have had my share of years.
Time to relinquish my lifespace.
And, instead of shedding tears,
Invite a new soul to my place.
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RESTLESS
By Carl Martin Johnson
In deepest dreams I walk alone.
Wandering restless door to door.
Seeking ever to be shown
The path toward what makes me more.
Those that open I pass through,
Searching for the truth.
Hoping I will find a clue.
I am my own life’s sleuth..
I suspect great Mind awaits.
So much more to know.
Only a weak man hesitates
To find what makes him grow.
So locked doors I break open wide,
Behind them I’m enlightened.
What is hiding there inside
Leaves my dim soul brightened.
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NIGHT FIGHTER
By Carl Martin Johnson
I am folding back the dawn,
Retaking shelter in the night.
In the black my fear is gone.
I am ready for the fight.
The light can cost me dear.
Exposing secret places.
Means my death if I appear
Before I see enemy faces.
Like the Jaguar, I am stealthy.
No one sees me ‘til I strike.
Hunting me is not healthy.
In this jungle I’m ghostlike.
Pursue me if you can
Under this moonless sky.
But know here I’m more than man.
To find me is to die.
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GO YOUR OWN WAY
By Carl Martin Johnson
Darling, go your own way.
With a sad heart I’ll go mine.
Let’s make this the last day
We share sweet lovers’ wine.
We had affection deep,
If not the eternal kind.
Now let our romance sleep,
So real love we can find.
We mated hard in heat,
With passion that made us scream,
As we let, burning, our skin meet
In a wild erotic dream.
Left to wonder where it went
When the fervor passed,
Orgasmed and content.
We should have known it could not last.
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TASTING MY LOVE WORDS
By Carl Martin Johnson
Your fingers traced my lips,
Feeling for a loving word,
For a sensuous verb that drips,
One you taste before it’s heard.
A drop of passion fell,
Cupped nectar in your palm.
It would my passion tell,
Soft spoken erotic balm.
You gently touched my tongue.
Your sweetness I could savor.
Your body, fresh and young,
Through fingertips spread flavor.
You found poetry in my sigh.
My breath carried a sonnet.
You sense it if you try.
My heart flows out upon it.
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PRAY
By Carl Martin Johnson
Pray, but do not beg.
Give God a good friend’s greeting.
No need to bend your leg.
It’s a Loved One you are meeting.
Feel the Divine Embrace.
Let your spirit merge with His.
Look with love upon His Face.
He is That Which Is.
In His image you were made.
He did not create you slave.
Therefore be not afraid.
He built you to be brave.
Have a loving conversation.
He has made you strong.
Through trial and tribulation,
At His side’s where you belong.