Artwork Title: Interstellar Destination

Media: GenAI Image

A Poem to Saint Augustine

By Lee Johnson (2023)

Oh Saint Augustine

I'm grateful to thee

You gave me shelter

And not just me

A wicked storm

Was cast upon we

We're not just one

For we are many

From a galaxy distant,

Where stars seldom shine

We voyaged in search,

For a place sublime

From wars that rage,

And a world set ablaze,

We fled for our lives,

Across a cosmic maze

Beyond the nebulae,

Past black holes vast,

We journeyed with hope

To escape the past

In desperate pursuit,

Of peace and some rest,

Saint Augustine's shores,

Welcomed us as a guest

With spires of light

And waters so clear,

This sanctuary planet

Whispered, "come near"

Your ancient stone walls,

And streets of coquina,

Sheltered our souls,

Like a celestial marina

Oh human kin,

With your curious eyes,

You gazed at our form,

With awe and surprise

But with open hearts,

And a trust so divine,

You shared with us Earth,

Took our pain unto thine

In Saint Augustine,

By the azure sea tide,

We found more than refuge

A place to reside

The stories of old,

And the future entwined,

For now, Earth is home,

And our fates are aligned

So here in your midst,

We stand and decree,

Gratitude eternal,

For sanctuary you be

Though worlds apart,

And from heavens we flee,

Oh Saint Augustine,

You set my soul free

© Copyright 2023 Lee Johnson

All Rights Reserved

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Artwork Title: Loki With a Black Streak

Media: Photo with Digital Techniques

Loki The Crested

By Lee Johnson (2023)

This is a poem about my cool dog Loki (now 11 years-old) whom I've had the amazing pleasure of raising since he was only four weeks old!

In my tranquil Zen garden

By the koi fish pond

Lives Loki, the Crested,

From a magical beyond

The Chinese dynasties

Of imperial mystery

Cannot fully explain

Loki's storied history

In a quiet country town

Where stories begin,

On the rough side of life

In a tumbledown inn

Sited by the dreamy

Lancang river,

The canine Gods

Were kind to deliver

Loki was born

Together with his twin

The Gods got it right

Then they tried it again

The crests of Loki

Were the whitest ever seen,

Contrasting to the black

Of his brother's dark sheen

No palace or throne

Just a ball to chase,

Their purpose in life?

The ball and a race

They'd race every day

Just for the fun

Starting in the morning

A run 'til the setting sun

Simple in spirit

With a magical touch,

Loki gave love freely,

The brother not so much

Where Loki was calm

And wise like a sage,

His brother was a storm

Always up in a rage

The two of them together

Were the story of life

The yin to the yang

On the edge of a knife

Every day was a fight,

They never got along

Loki saw the light

His brother got it all wrong

And so went their life

Hour after minute,

The dark twin would start a fight

To see if he could win it

It's a danger you can face

When you're just a pup,

But sooner or later,

This approach catches up

One gloomy evening,

By the river’s rough trail,

The dark twin ventured

Into a dangerous fail

In the wild of the woods,

A pack he did meet,

Their eyes filled with malice,

Intentions deceit

A brawl ensued,

Ferocious and wild,

There by the river,

Raw and reviled

The dark twin fought,

Like a demon possessed,

But against so many,

He was quickly oppressed

With a final fearful howl,

Under a harvest moon light,

His spirit succumbed

To the dark, cold night

His body lay still,

On the riverbed side,

The pack retreated,

And evil did subside

Loki felt a shiver,

In his peaceful Zen space,

A part of him lost,

In time’s cold embrace

He rushed to the river,

Where his twin lay dead,

Tears merged in the waters

Of the deep winding riverbed

He sat by his brother,

As he tried to unwind,

When suddenly a swirl

Of energy entwined

The spirit of the dark one

Melded with Loki's light,

A bond formed in merger,

Like a bullet in a gunfight

Now Loki’s crest

Bore a streak of dark mane,

A symbol of unity,

Born out of pain

A blend of contrasts,

Together as one,

Their souls now united,

And discord undone

He returned to the garden,

A changed soul indeed,

With a part of his brother,

A spirit now freed

A blend of extremes

I struggle to describe

He lay by the pond,

With a feng shui vibe

His eyes carried stories

Of love, loss, and strife,

A saga of brothers,

Transcending one life

Now, together in spirit,

By the koi fish pond,

Their harmonious aura,

Of a brother's tight bond

In the stillness of night,

If you listen well,

You can still hear the howl

Of the brother that fell

In Loki's love for his brother

You'll find emancipation

And fuel for the fire

Of all imagination

© Copyright 2023 Lee Johnson

All Rights Reserved

#ChineseCrestedPoem #LeeJohnson

#LokiTheCrested

Artwork Title: The French do it Better

Media: Black Pen, Acrylics

The Flirting Poem

By Lee Johnson (2023)

Oh, a wink and a smile,

A teasing glance,

In the game of flirtation,

We'll dance the dance,

With a flick of your hair

And a smile just right

We can play this game

From morning 'til night.

A nudge and a giggle,

A look that's sly,

With a playful jest,

We both know why.

It's a bit of a tease,

A playful test,

Flirting's a game

I can play with the best.

In a crowded room,

Our eyes might meet,

A subtle smile,

Ooh, isn't it sweet?

A knowing look

And a playful touch,

When you do it right

It's a lovely rush

A text or two

With emoji winks,

I'll tiptoe around

What your boyfriend thinks,

When our eyes connect,

Thoughts run astray

It makes me wonder

How you like to play

But let's not forget,

Be kind, not cruel,

In this game of love,

An unspoken rule,

With hearts on the line,

I tread with care,

It's never been about

An illicit affair

So here's to the flirt,

the wink, and the tease,

It's an artful game

Not a heart disease

To play it just right

Takes a bit of finesse,

A tap and a turn,

It's love's GPS!

© Copyright 2023 Lee Johnson - All Rights Reserved

#TheFlirtingPoem #FlirtingPoetry

Artwork Title: The Love Dream

Media: Photography, Digital Techniques

A Mid-Summer's Love Dream

By Lee Johnson (2023)

In a dance of hearts,

Spun by time's deft hand,

With echoes of memories,

Footprints in the sand

Let me sketch for you

My sanguine delight,

A tale of love profound,

Star-kissed in the night

"Do tell me, my darling,"

I humbly seek,

"How can I love you

better this week?"

In words soft and gentle,

We exchange our bliss,

Anointed by the whisper

Of a six-second kiss

Of how I first met you,

Of heartbeats I speak,

In a sea of strangers,

In a store outré chic

Your eyes were magical,

Your smile like the sun,

Surprised you existed

You're unlike anyone

I dream of the ways

That we savor each kiss

And our language of love

Much more than this

And while we're not yet versed

In each other's dark arts

The music we make

Will rewrite the star charts

I vow not to assume,

Nor cast a wrong notion,

My love isn't tidal,

But a deep, boundless ocean

Forgiveness, my darling,

Comes not as a demand,

But as the gentle hold

Of an understanding hand

Seeking to understand,

Not merely agree,

My love is no cage,

But a life that is free

In our dance, I let you lead

With your cadence divine,

Your alone time I respect,

Love doesn't confine

To lift your burdens,

A promise sincere,

In joy and in sorrow,

I'll always be near

Working my issues,

Like a silent prayer,

A better version of myself,

Every day that we share

In this dance of love,

It is you who sways,

Leading our dance

Through life's twisting maze.

My sensual lover,

My heart's chosen song,

In a magical love dream,

Where we both belong

 
© Copyright 2023 Lee Johnson - All Rights Reserved

#ALoveDream

Artwork Title: Voodoo Priest

Media: Gen AI

The Poem of the Voodoo Curse

By Lee Johnson (2023)

Oh wicked man,

yuh hear me plea,

A curse upon yuh,

Dis I decree

In de shadows of night,

I cast me spell,

A voodoo curse,

from de depths of hell

Yuh tink yuh powerful,

Full of might,

But me powers strong,

Cos me own de night

Yuh evil ways,

Done reach me ear,

So now me call

Upon de spirits near

De fire burn hot,

It makes yah sweat,

Yuh sins, dem gwan

Catch me upset

De spirits rise,

Dey heed me call,

To bring justice,

Dey answer all

De rivers run red,

De earth quakes deep,

Yuh heart, it trembles,

Yuh soul it weeps

Each step yah take,

Be filled with dread,

For voodoo curses

Follow where yah tread

Yuh words, dey twisted,

Yuh heart, it black,

But I send me spirits

To strike yah back

Wid pins and needles,

I pierce yah skin,

Bring yuh pain,

Release yuh sin

Yuh wicked deeds,

Dem come to light,

No place to hide,

No chance to fight

De voodoo spirits,

Dey close yuh in,

Yuh pay de price,

Yuh suffer sin

So wicked man,

Repent yuh ways,

Or face de wrath,

For all yuh days

De voodoo mon,

Me hold de key,

To curse yuh soul,

Fah eternity

Me curse upon yuh,

Wicked and strong,

May yuh know sorrow,

Yuh whole life long

De voodoo spirits,

Dey answer me call,

To bring yah justice,

And watch yah fall

© Copyright 2023 Lee Johnson - All Rights Reserved

#VoodooCurse #LeeJohnson

Artwork Title: London Debonair

Media: Photography, Pen, Airbrush, Digital Techniques

The Heartbreaker's Poem

By Lee Johnson (2023)

In a world of hearts

Both fragile and tough,

There walked a rogue,

A master of love's bluff

With his dashing good looks

And devilish grin,

A breaking of hearts,

His primary sin

He charmed all the ladies

With smooth-talking ways,

Leaving them breathless,

And lost in a daze

Words spun like silk,

A tantalizing art,

A masterful painter

With every new start

He played a fast game,

A virtuoso of deceit,

Whispering promises,

Each one very sweet

But deep down inside,

A yearning remained,

For a love true and real,

A soul deeply pained

Oh, the women adored him,

And helped with the pain

Hopelessly enchanted

By his seductive refrain

But deep down inside,

Behind forest green eyes

Lay a fragile soul,

Growing tired of the lies

For you see, my friends,

This rogue had a tale,

A wounded heart

That was yet to prevail

He sought out affection,

But had little luck,

And lacking connection

A love never struck

He yearned for connection,

A love that would stay,

But commitment, it seemed,

Was a high price to pay

Behind a rogue's mask,

His secret was sure,

A yearning for love

And not just a lure

But Fate, she's a clever

Mistress, you see,

With lessons to teach

Even the likes of me

She sent me a lady,

A major surprise,

A strong sweet woman

With a love that defies

She saw through my charm,

And roguish veneer,

A love that would live on

As it would appear

She filled in the pieces

With patience and grace,

Mending the fragments

I couldn't replace

Through laughter and tears,

We danced right in tune,

Building a deep love

That would conquer and bloom

That rogue, once a wanderer,

Had now found a home,

And happy to claim

That love as his own

So, let this be a lesson,

A tale to remind,

Beneath every rogue,

There's a heart that's confined

In the realm of love,

Let us all be aware,

That even the broken

Can love and repair

© Copyright 2023 Lee Johnson - All Rights Reserved

#HeartbreakersPoem #LeeJohnson

Artwork Title: The Santa Barbara Dare

Media: Pen, Airbrush, Digital Techniques

A Santa Barbara Love Poem

By Lee Johnson (2023)

In Santa Barbara, a realm of chance

A day unfolds Love's fateful dance

Morning tides whisper tales untold

As dreams of meeting you unfold

Dew-kissed hopes glisten the air

In coastal heaven, love is the dare

With the fog lifted, possibilities arise

To cross paths with a love surprise

Birds serenade a song of fate

Guiding hearts toward a destined mate

Santa Barbara is love's decree

The day brings love for you and me

© Copyright 2023 Lee Johnson - All Rights Reserved

#SantaBarbaraPoem #SantaBarbaraLovePoem