Annie Johnson (USA)

 
Annie Johnson (USA)
 
Annie Johnson is 83 years old. She has been writing poetry since she was 14 years old. She is Native American of the Shawnee Tribe. She has written and published two, six hundred-page novels and six books of poetry, now on Amazon. Annie is a world class quilt designer and quilter with many awards. Annie has won several poetry awards from prestigious 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 Ambassador de Literature award from Motivational Strips, the World Laureate of Literature from World Nations Writers Union and The William Shakespeare Poetry Award. She just 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. Annie won a place in 77 winners out of 3000 entrants from 78 countries, in the Naji Naaman Literary Prizes for the Poetry Yearbook of 2020. Annie lives in the State of Indiana, USA, in the same house she moved into when she married her late husband, 60 years ago. She has a son, two daughters, two grandchildren, and two sons-in-law and six cats. One daughter and her husband moved in with her after her husband lost his sight two years before his death. She enjoys cooking, quilting, reading poetry, and writing poetry. Annie played a silver flute in the University Symphony for three years, on a music scholarship and still plays her flute.
 
 
Eternal Love
 
Shy dawn blushes on the horizon;
A lover’s hymn touching the darkness
To clamor silently over the garden wall.
Gradient the decibels of daylight
Resounding past the reaches of time.
A breath is loosed on the stillness
As dust motes swirl in the sunlight
Stealing across the casement of love
And the rumpled sheets of morning.
Low the whispering murmurs and heady
The touching sweetness of desire
Awakening the curling senses of touch
Stealing over the honeyed skin of need.
A fire smoldering in the dusky light;
A sigh building to caress silky limbs;
Adoring eyes emitting tender fire
As two become one in the fragile light.
 
 
Distant Memory
 
When day is through
And shadows fall
My soul seeks you.
When nighttime lives
Beyond the veil
Of human cares
And the lingering light
Makes time stand still,
Your silhouette exists
Between me and starlit realms,
Beyond my temporal reach.
I seek your soul on bright paths
That cast your shadowed feet
To trek the corridors of space
Where once you walked as mine.
The cycles of time come ‘round again
And bring your form to me anew;
Time’s dusted dreams spin fast
And cling to vaulted space
And the eons that I’ve loved you.
 
 
You Fill My Soul
 
I love you; you fill my soul
Like the raging waves of the sea;
Like the smell of rain on the wind
Of incoming storms in summer.
Your face goes before me
Wherever my feet lead me.
You fill my soul like fields of grain
Golden in the rays of sunlight;
Like forest cathedrals reaching
Toward heaven through towering trees
And sunbeams touching the ground
Through their feathered branches.
You fill my soul with longing
For eternity’s blessing of life
In kingdoms my soul recalls
Glistening in beads of dew.
You fill my soul like a spring
Bubbling up through the earth
Sparkling as I dip my hand to drink.
You fill my soul like the swell of music
Played by a distant symphony, faint
And faraway, that only I can hear.
You fill my soul like the perfume of flowers,
Wet, in the gentle fall of morning rain.
You are the music, the heavens, the fields,
The sea, the forest, the sun and moon;
You are the starry sky, oh my soul!
You are the most sacred part of me.
 
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2 thoughts on “Annie Johnson (USA)

  1. Annie Johnson has her own startling style of revealing her soul before the readers. Her metaphorical expression makes her poems outstanding and most glaring among the crowd of contemporary poetry. She has guts to naked her soul before the intelligents and highly qualified readers. I personally love to read her every poem. She has the extraordinary power to manifest her inner feeling and emotions that make her restless to share with the world. My heartiest congratulations to her and best wishes for her future endeavours 🌹

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