Going on and on
about the good life in the future
going on and on
about how you wish we lived
and how things will be better tomorrow
it gets old
it’s time to accept today
TODAY I say
time to hang on to all the todays
you can
Tag: Poetry
Tea and Cookies
A tin of cookies
and a cup of tea
for breakfast
A swig of whiskey
some good music
and a friend on a
late friday evening
it’s these things
that make life feel
great
It’s these things
that make me happy
Saschia Johnson
Dream
There he was
flipping through my dreams with
a hug that felt as real as tomorrow and
a house that felt as familiar as a
Deja Vu
Saschia Johnson
Chimes
The wind plays the chimes
our hearts play to our minds
and our minds to the world we
wish to see
so squeeze your eyes tight
and think of all the great things
you wish to see
so that we can come to a place
where everyone is free to live
their dreams of better days
with health and a good
challenge to face
Saschia Johnson
Give It Away
Give the world what you need
to sing your song
It may take time to figure out what you need
It may take time to accept what you need
but give it away anyways
Saschia Johnson
Listen for the Music
Let the beat in your heart
lift you to the skies
The Home Love
Home is where the ones I’ve hugged
reach for me while I try write
Home is the place we lay our heads
and leave our worries outside
Home is chaos turned to peace from
lessons learned and tears shed
Home is refuge and where we build our strength
to prepare us for the life ahead
Saschia Johnson
Red Headed Lover and Ice Cream
The red headed woman
who swallows men like air
the one with gauze
and the deep entwined stare
is in my roots
I lift my chin
then my shoulders
I lift my heart
and then my mind
but at the end of the day
make fancy salads with cheese
and nuts,
binge watch movies
while I slurp up Ramen noodles,
and top it all off with ice cream
covered cookie dough
Saschia Johnson
The Big Cat
I’m not sure where she was before she arrived
or where she was headed
But the cat knew the way
She clung on like her life depended on it
The big cat jumped so high,
I could see galaxies.
she saw em too but only for a brief second
because she buried her face
back into its fur
She was up high, too high
Anything up that high
had to be so far from the ground
if she looked, she’d lose her dinner
and at least half her lunch
I do wonder if she made it?
I wonder where a small girl
with the strength she had to hang on
would go?
I knew for sure,
I wanted strong girls like her
down here
to help me hang on
Saschia Johnson
Oddities
An echo of sense
An ear sliced clean from a man’s head
Both come best when you’re ready for it
But who’s ever really ready for the sense they never knew existed
or an ear without a head
we could be talking about noses and absurdities
but that’s not what I saw
so here we are talking about ears and senses
what do you think?
