Poem by R.D. Johnson: “Just a Scratch” (new poetry)

Just a Scratch

See you used to scratch me
That first one showed the lines 
First contact, first strike
Caught off guard by your words and actions 
And how they both affect me physically and mentally
The next time you went for blood
The blood permeated the layers of the subcutaneous and cutaneous 
Oxidized and oozed 
You knew how go take things up a notch
You became a mosquito that was drunk off blood
Wanted to be the life of the party
Knowing the very thing you were doing was killing you inside too
But you still continued
You finally scratched me hard that you went deep 
The scars from before reopened as the pain and suffering 
Became your fountain of youth 
But for me it was getting old
To me, it was to time to scratch em back
And let me feel the rage
Of doing what you’ve done to me
All these years
And I just sat there and let you do it
I look at the mental scars I have left 
As the memories of where I was 
And how far I came
And I’m glad to see those marks
Are fading away 

Meet the Fevers of the Mind WolfPack Team Maggs Vibo & R.D. Johnson

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Margaret Viboolsittiseri (aka Maggs Vibo) works in print, broadcast, special events, glitch media, and online. She is a contributor for Poem Atlas and has experimental art in the winnow
magazine, Coven Poetry, Ice Floe Press, The Babel Tower Notice Board, ang(st), The Wombwell Rainbow. Recent anthologies include Poem Atlas ‘aww-struck’, Steel Incisors, Fevers of the
Mind Press Presents the Poets of 2020 (January, 2021) and ‘My teeth don’t chew on shrapnel’: an anthology of poetry by military veterans (Oxford Brookes, 2020). She tweets @maggsvibo
and her website is poemythology.com.

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R.D.J (writer, poetry, music reviews & more)

Follow R.D. Johnson on twitter @r_d_Johnson Check out his work on the Poetry Question with RDJ’s Replays https://thepoetryquestion.com/category/replay-rdj/ Read His work on dailydrunkmag.com R.D. Johnson is a pushcart nominee

https://wordpress.com/post/feversofthemind.com/2383 for poetry he posted in the past.

4 Poems by R.D. Johnson : Malcolm & Martin, Angels, Dr. King’s Dream & February 1st (re-post)

Malcolm & Martin

Built like Malcolm, that’s the X in me
Think we just in the middle, the thought perplexes me
Built like Martin Luther, no wonder my name mean king
And continue one day at a time
Walking in his dream

Angels

Angels watch over me
And don’t let the devil get up under me
A lot of evil planning they six feet so they can put me under see
Six feet has become the socially acceptable distance
I have people farther away taken from me in an instance
Thinking about the circumstances got me withdrawing my defenses
See the pain through my lenses
Lather all my feelings, watch it repeat as it rinses

I got angels over me
Waiting to give my wings
I still gotta do a few more things
Reach a few more dreams
Right now things don’t look like what it seems
Feel like we’re in a balancing act
Keeping it together on the beams
Right now the world is holding it together
But trying to bust at the seams

I got angels over me
Watching over ensure I’m blessed
Diminishing my stress
Monitoring my success
Always hungry for more
Never settling for less

Angels watching over me
Since they were taken from me too soon
I wish I could sit and chat with them all
In the same room
Wish I could see my cousin one more time
Call me RJ one, my favorite nickname of mine
Wish I could visit my grandpa like I used to
I hope you proud of me for the things I did do
Wish I was I can see my uncle now
And create my own stories
I want all of them to say in unison to me not to worry
Tell me this world is a scary place at times and that things will get better
And that they’ll be with me all the way no matter the storm to weather

Dr. King’s Dream

If Martin Luther King’s dream became reality
Ope there goes gravity
Or whatever Eminem said
People would lose themselves
Over the realization
That this is not the equality that he spoke of all these years ago
This currently is not the peace he spoke of
People would rather take a piece of justice into their own hands rather than make peace
Because between their two fingers is all the peace some need
Versus putting an index and middle finger up any day to actually stand for peace
If Dr King’s dream became a reality
We could stop living in this nightmare
Maybe the majority could be woke like some of us
To the point that they really open their eyes
See their actions over years have led to this demise
As it come to no surprise
In order for one side to win over the other
There must be an eye on the prize
And look at the fucking trophy they want
A country in shambles
If Dr. King’s dream became a reality
Then none of this strife would currently be happening

February 1st

If you think that February 1st
Is just a recognition of my melanin
Then you would be the first to be mistaken
This is not meant to awaken
Unnerving thoughts but to serve as a reminder
That if last year was any indicator
That Black Lives Have. Will. And Always. Matter
Time has shown only distorted views
Where you see only pigments of achievements
Because the rest of light is darkened by bloodshed and destruction
We have fought so many years just to have a seat at the table
Look these people in the eye
And tell them I have something to say
My voice matters
My being matters
My representation matters
I am more than entertainment
I am more than your fool
I am more than your jester
I am more
Countless movements
And we’re keep walking until we stampede over the divide and minimize the cracks in society
Mother earth’s backbone is aching from the humans stepping on us
We’re not roaches
We’re not pesticides
You’re going to sit and listen to my inner voice
As it resides in the emotions of these lines
I will tell you this
Black isn’t history
History is Black
And when we can see the distinction
Maybe both sides can finally relax

Follow R.D. Johnson on twitter @r_d_Johnson

Check out his work on the Poetry Question with RDJ’s Replays https://thepoetryquestion.com/category/replay-rdj/

Read His work on dailydrunkmag.com

R.D. Johnson is a pushcart nominee