Jeremy L Johnson : Writing

Just north of the low hanging oak...

Just north of the low hanging oak...

A Poem by Jeremy L Johnson


...he minds the clock, never, not ever, falling behind.
Folly.

Folly.

A Poem by Jeremy L Johnson


Au contraire, do run.
me. you.

me. you.

A Poem by Jeremy L Johnson


...a handful of sand, a swing, and a miss.
Please my darling, think of me no less.

Please my darling, think of me no less.

A Poem by Jeremy L Johnson


...your soul you've filled with works of art.
Superman

Superman

A Poem by Jeremy L Johnson


I wonder if Superman gets tired...