Poetry from Annie Johnson

Light skinned woman with curly white hair and a floral top.
Annie Johnson
Birth of a Dream
The birth of a dream 
Is when sleep passes through 
The veil of reality 
Into the ether of time 
Tethered by a cord 
Connecting the brain 
To the depth of the soul 
To advance into the realm 
Of timelessness. 

Nightfall and Shadows 

Nightfall and shadows gather around me 
Like a warm cocoon of memories 
Suspended in the exhalations of my breath. 
All the beloved voices my soul remembers 
Whisper in the soft radiance of twilight 
And stroll through the open door of my soul. 
All the people I love, hand-picked by time 
On a schedule marked by infinity’s choosing, 
Crossing the bar of forgetfulness and life, 
Await me on the golden shores of dreams. 
Never lost, the radiant smiles of love, 
Tucked into the tender folds of my heart. 
Memories are stealthy bits of longing 
That come tiptoeing down the corridors 
When the doors of love are left ajar. 
The paths of the heart are washed with tears 
That sparkle like dew in morning sunlight 
And vanish in the shimmer of the here and now. 
Concentrate on the absence of one beloved face 
And all the lonely corners of life, fill 
And dispel the shadows with waves of light.

Love’s Old Sweet Song 

I love the fragrant garden in your eyes; 
The exotic trade winds of your breath; 
The hidden lagoon of your devotion. 
I love the silence broken by your tread 
When with purpose you come to me; 
The hesitation when our eyes meet 
At the moment your desire showers me. 
You are master of the elements 
Swirling within my simple form 
Anticipating the moment our lips meet 
Igniting a fire of unquenchable desire. 
I hear through your touch 
I feel through your voice - 
Your every cell sings to my body 
A melody as old as time 
And I remember the song. 
Oh, my dearest, I remember the song. 

Annie Johnson is 84 years old. She is Shawnee Native American. She has published two, six hundred-page novels and six books of poetry. Annie has won several poetry awards from world poetry organizations including; World Union of Poets; she is a member of World Nations Writers Union; has received the World Institute for Peace award; the World Laureate of Literature from World Nations Writers Union and The William Shakespeare Poetry Award. She received a Certificate and Medal in recognition of the highest literature from International Literary Union for the year 2020, from Ayad Al Baldawi, President of the International Literary Union. She has three children, two grandchildren, and two sons-in-law. Annie played a flute in the Butler University Symphony. She still plays her flute.