Tuesday, May 27, 2014

GATE 12 C

Kennedy airport
2:30 a.m.
Waiting at gate 12 C
Roses in his hands
Every plane has landed
Passengers all gone
But he waits on...

Employees, they stare
He's been here before
Returns to the same gate
This year it makes four
They whisper his story
Tears create a blur
As he waits on...
He waits for her

~~~*Chorus*~~~
While she lies in a graveyard
He stands at a gate
The war, it dared to claim her
And the broken man who waits
Every year the circled date
Blinds him that she is gone
He occupies the empty gate
And he waits on...

~~*~~
Kennedy airport
9:30 a.m.
People rush to gate C
And have to push past him
Finally he gives up
Mind starting to clear
Looks around him numbly
She's not here

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
She died fighting terror
And he battles it each day
Can't conceive the truth to be
The war ripped her away
He can't function anymore
Lord, he barely breathes
His eyes focus through the pain
On gate 12 C
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
While she lies in a graveyard
He stands at a gate
The war, it dared to claim her
And the broken man who waits
Every year the circled date
Blinds him that she is gone
He occupies the empty gate
And he waits on...
~~*~~


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2014

Monday, May 26, 2014

I CAN SEE

I can feel the dirt road
Underneath my feet
And I can hear unseen winds
Ramble through the trees
And I can see...
I can see

~~~*Chorus*~~~
I can see what life should be
Not what it's become
Embracing my senses
All the wonders one by one
I need to leave my worries,
shut the door, and wander free...
So I can see
I can see
~~*~~

I can feel the night's air
Caressing my skin
And I can hear the Great horned owl
As it's hunt begins
And I can see...
I can see

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
My mind has finally focused
It's a sweet and tender gift
I've been living apathetic
So blinded to all this
For once it's as clear as it can be
Brother I can see

~~~*Chorus*~~~
I can see what life should be
Not what it's become
Embracing my senses
All the wonders one by one
I need to leave my worries,
shut the door, and wander free...
So I can see
I can see
~~*~~

~~~*Finale*~~~
Judge what is important
Dare to follow me
So you can breathe
And maybe see...
~~*~~
Like I can see



Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2014

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

WHAT ELUDES ME

I smell Lily of the valley
See grass shining with dew
All the memories are stirring
But the story won't come through
The dancing weeping willows
The distant eagles call
Close my eyes, waiting to see
But it won't break through at all

~~~*Chorus*~~~
What...
Eludes me
I don't remember things
Why this passion for the waters
The clear sound of mountain streams
Who is the face I strain to see...
Ahhh...
It eludes me
~~*~~

I see children in the shadows
Hear laughter echoing
There's a sharp sense of Deja Vu
But I can't recall a thing

~~~*~~~
Ahhh...
It eludes me...
~~~*~~~

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
I see their shattered hearts
They strive to hide
And glimpse undying love 
In grieving eyes
These strangers grace my world
Who were my life
And as I mourn their loss
I fight to find
What eludes me...
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
What...
Eludes me
I don't remember things
Why this passion for the waters
The clear sound of mountain streams
Who is the face I strain to see...
Ahhh...
It eludes me
~~*~~


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright©  2014
♥ #Alzheimers
#Dementia

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

HE BELIEVES YOU

He wants forever
Found the jewel he'd sought
Surfaced like the dream
He believed was lost

He had hoped to find
A love of honesty
That elusive gem
Called morality

~~~*Chorus*~~~
You've never lied girl
No matter how it hurt
virtue is your gift
And when you give your word
He believes you...
~~*~~

He wants forever
Any sane man would
A natural craving
For what's sweet and good

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Oh he believes in you...
His precious heart he gives...
Girl you'll never find...
A love as strong as this...
He believes you
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
You've never lied girl
No matter how it hurt
virtue is your gift
And when you give your word
He believes you...
~~*~~
He believes you
~~*~~

Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2014

Saturday, May 10, 2014

LETTERS

Mmm
 Letters... 
Relaying tender times...
Memories
Stirring up what they defined
 Hello Sweetheart...
Let me know I was to you
The bold print of confidence
Your latest accomplishments
The lighter press of pen 
When you were blue...
I miss them
My letters from you
~~*~~

~~~*1st Chorus*~~~
Maybe it's not you
But what I thought we had
Maybe it's not you
That I miss so bad
Maybe it's not you
Maybe it's the letters
~~*~~

Mmm
 Letters... 
The pleasures we both shared
Heart felt
Of the future we'd prepared
 Sweet dreams baby...
Oh, they were the sweetest kind
My bond with you unbreakable
My faith strong, unshakable
The crooked little hearts
And I love yous...
I miss them
My letters from you

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
When I reach for a pen
Your face assails my heart
A blank sheet of paper
And I start to fall apart
After all this time
I'm still the fool
I believed them
My letters from you
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Maybe it's not you
But what I thought we had
Maybe it's not you
That I miss so bad
Maybe it's not you
Maybe it's the letters
~~*~~

~~~*Finale*~~~
Letters..
I saved them
They are my proof...
Proof I danced with love once
When I thought love told the truth
Through our letters
~~*~~



Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2014

Thursday, May 8, 2014

AND THEY HAVE GUNS

Old Mr. Hanson was the target
Of three twelve year old boys that I knew
Actually it was his garden
They stole most of everything he grew

They made a mistake one Sunday morning
Said he had a gun, tried to shoot them dead
I lived across the street from Mr. Hanson
All I ever saw him do was shake his head

~~~*1st Chorus*~~~
The cops showed up, and pointed guns
At a man who'd never hurt someone
And I wondered if those boy's parents knew
What their children were up to
~~~*~~~

Two sets of parents reigned their kids in
Pulled weeds for Mr. Hanson for years
They grew up respecting other people
If someone was in need they volunteered

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
One sneered at others principles
Was never held accountable
Boys will be boys his parents claimed
Gardens, stores, the bank on 9th
Something they couldn't fix this time
On every friend, he'd ever had, they laid the blame
What a rotten shame
~~*~~

~~~*2nd Chorus*~~~
The cops showed up, and pointed guns
At a kid who'd bothered everyone
And I wondered if his parents finally knew
What they'd enabled him to do
~~~*~~~

~~~*Finale*~~~
Don't jump in with excuses
Don't call it harmless fun
Hold your kids responsible
For the wrongs that they have done
Know what they are doing 
If you're going to let them run
Or the cops will come
And they have guns
~~*~~


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2014

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

SOME DON'T PLAY FAIR

I was contemplating coolness
The strut, flex, and stare
When she boldly came up to me
And caught me unprepared
I've never known a stunner
Who doesn't put on airs
But, this brazen beauty
Does not play fair

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Not everybody plays the same
Some are shy, some have no shame
Some will lie, some tell the truth
Some are sweet, and some are cruel
I'm out here to have fun, but I'm aware
Some don't play fair
~~*~~

I was thinking about asking
Her for the next dance
When she yanked me from the bar stool
Before I had the chance
This isn't how we do it
It's not how I was raised
But for her I will try to
Adapt to change

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
Oh Yes I wanna play her game
I'm country, not a fool
There's a challenge in the change
Don't care if she bends rules
The first look left me aware...
This girl does not play fair
Oh...Ya'll
Mmm, not fair at all
~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
Not everybody plays the same
Some are shy, some have no shame
Some will lie, some tell the truth
Some are sweet, and some are cruel
I'm out here to have fun, but I'm aware
Some don't play fair
~~*~~


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2014

Thursday, May 1, 2014

MAPLE STREET COMEDY CLUB

When you can't see past the tears
Punishing your eyes
And you feel like your heart's 
Been stomped on too
When everyone that you love
Has departed
And you're standing numb, alone
What do you do...

Here's what you do 

~~~*Chorus*~~~
You go hit the club
Where people laugh out of control
Tears are normal, just let them flow
Cry, laugh, act crazy for all you're worth
Or you can stand there
Just stand there
Until you're feeling worse
When you need an up...
Go hit the club
~~*~~

When all your buddies are busy
With their own lives
And you feel like you need
A way to vent
There's always someone hanging
At the tables
So lose the broken you 
And go make friends
When you need an up...
Go hit the club

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~
There's a club for comedy, at the end of Maple street
Don't tell me you've forgotten how to laugh
I'll disagree with that 
Set aside the painful stuff, make room for a little fun
There is a way to shake off all the grief
Your cure's on Maple street
~~*~~

~~~*2nd Chorus*~~~
Go hit the club
Where people laugh out of control
Tears are normal, just let them flow
Cry, laugh, act crazy for all you're worth
Or you can stand there
Just stand there
Until you're feeling worse
When you need an up...
Go hit the club
~~*~~
~~~*Finale*~~~
Just remember that you're not the only mourner in the joint
Yeah everyone is laughing
Everyone is laughing...
That's the point


Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
Copyright© 2014