Soupcon02 aka Noclue's blog: "My Writings"

My Children The tears roll down upon my face as I find myself lost in time and space. Why is it I feel so out of place and such a waste? Where is it I belong? Have I been searching for it long? I hear the pitter patter of their feet. I listen to them breath as they sleep. I hold them close without a fear these little ones I hold so dear. Through all the storms that come our way I always want to stay. Close to them as close as I can get. I want to hold each one within my arms and protect them from this world so wrong. I wonder sometime what my life would be if I had not done the things that brought them to me. Then I realize without a doubt what life would be without anyone of them. And I know within my mind and heart that my life could never be complete without each and everyone of them as a part. I love all of you, Dad May 8, 2007

"I Wanna Fall" I wanna fall in love on a warm breezy day. I wanna feel it rush over me like a soft summers haze. I wanna look in her eyes slowly losing my way and feel my blood race as her touch brushes my face. I wanna hear her laughter everytime I close my eyes, to know with our voices we'll be telling no lies. I wanna know in my mind and believe with my heart, we will never part, our love will never sway no matter what's coming our way. I wanna feel her beside me on those long lonely days and feel her curl against me on those bleak wintry nights. I wanna know that everything will be all right, knowing we have each other with no lonliness in sight. I wanna fall in love on a soft breezy day. It's just a dream now, but maybe, just maybe ....someday. F. Wayne Johnson January 29, 1998 Miki "The Feel Of Love" Within the mirrors of my mind, I see the face that I adore. I hear the padding of her feet moving softly cross the floor. My mind is on fire as I wake within the night. I feel the emptiness rush over me, the lonliness rushing through my mind. Then ever so softly I reach out for this woman that I adore. I caress her soft and tender body with my trembling hand. My feelings flow from me to her so she may understand the love I have for only her, my lover and my friend. We only desire each other when together or apart. The love we have between us will never be captured as an art. This love we have for one another leaves us invisible to others longing eyes. We only see each other through the distance and the miles. With her I see only blue skies not covered with a haze. I touch her heart so softly in the wanting of my gaze. I'm in love, Sweet and Tender All giving in it's grace. My life is settled now to a very gentle pace. F. Wayne Johnson 8-22-99 Happy Birthday Miki "Loving and Losing" I seek solace from this pain that pelts my soul like an unending rain. The unforgiving wind blows my emotions from here to there, not once giving a care. What is this emotion we hold so dear, that tears us apart and has us living in fear. Oh! How wonderful the feeling of joy as we ride upon it's crest. Only to be thrown into an ocean of misery which fathoms no depth. F. Wayne Johnson Circa: Summer 1997 "The Future and the Past" We tripped the light fantastic and soared way too soon. We did the dance of love beneath the dueling moons. But when the song was over and everyone gone home we stood in the dreary shadows together, yet alone. We could talk about our better days but they were tainted with our past. We could blame one another about this thing that didn't last. I wish I knew the answers that would bring this to an end. They seem so very simple lying just beneath the skin. So, we listened to the fanfare, the music and the bands, never understanding that friendship and love go hand in hand. Now, we trudge upon our chosen paths going slowly bout our day. Tryin oh so desperately to forget our tainted ways. Maybe just maybe someday we will sit upon the grass lauging at the things we did and making peace with our past. Until then I'm afraid the answers like the blame lie somewhere deep within. Just beneath the surface somewhere slightly out of grasp. Peace..... to my love F. Wayne Johnson January 17, 1998

This is the first of four poems I wrote around 10 years ago and I named them the Anatomy of Love......... I'll post one every few days or so. Would post all of them at once but I don't like typing that much. I Wanna Fall I wanna fall in love on a warm breezy day. I wanna feel it rush over me like a soft summers haze. I wanna look in her eyes slowly losing my way and feel my blood race as her touch brushes my face. I wanna hear her laughter everytime I close my eyes, to know with our voices we'll be telling no lies. I wanna know in my mind and believe with my heart, we will never part, our love will never sway no matter what's coming our way. I wanna feel her beside me on those long lonely days and feel her curl against me on those bleak wintry nights. I wanna know that everything will be all right, knowing we have each other with no lonliness in sight. I wanna fall in love on a soft breezy day. It's just a dream now, but maybe, just maybe ....someday. F. Wayne Johnson January 29, 1996

He's been told he has walked the earth before the time of man. He will be here as a warrior of the armagedeon. He was one of the original four horseman. Long after he will still walk this earth forever a part of it. He has tracked the dessert for a thousand miles with soldiers by his side. His only purpose to defeat the army he chases. He has felt the cut of a sword across his skin and blow of a bullet as it hit him. He has loved and been loved and he has seen a million faces come and go as he walks this earth. He has been told he is a spirit that walks the face of earth forever. He takes many shapes and forms and always watches over those who need him. He is a lover, a friend and a warrior. At times he lives in peace and at others he sacrifices everything to protect what he thinks is right. He has learned not to judge people just because of how others see them. He looks into the soul to see what is truly there. He loves without hate and judges no man nor woman. He has tasted the blood of his enemy and watched as his friends died around him. He never remembers the past but only today. He is confused and at a lost most time so out of place he feels. The only thing that drives him is his love for others and the thought he is here for a purpose. Death doesn't bother him and he will puts himself in harms way to protect a friend. He has no fear and only knows that everything will be okay. He walks among you everyday or flies over head watching the crowd on a busy street. He stalks the forest and waits til he is needed again. He knows no fear nor really cares rather he dies today or tomorrow. The sound of a sword being drawn from its scabbard or a gun blast brings shivers to his very bones. He wakes in the middle of the night to the scream and sounds of war yet he has never heard them in this lifetime. He is just here to wait to battle a fight that will decide everything. He may look like the guy down the street or the girl next door. Yet he is among you everyday watching, waiting and wishing he never had to draw his sword again. Wayne............... September, 2006