Ethel K. Meyer-JohnsonDouglas, Arizona |
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Ethel is a native of Dorchester, WI. Graduating from high school, she moved to Duluth, Minn. and married Robert E. Meyer whose death occurred three years later. Upon graduation from Duluth Business University, she married Marine Corporal Raymond C. Johnson, In Alhanbra, CA . She graduated from Dental Assistant's College and moved to Seattle where she was employed in Law Enforcement until retirement in 1983. Her love of poetry and prose contributes to her memberships with Arizona State and The National Library of Poetry. She has two sons, James R. Meyer and David W. Johnson. Ethel K. Meyer-Johnson is a pen name. |
SWEET REPOSESoft sounds on my window pane,Glimpses of silver streaks trickling down, Freshness of heaven opening up, Patters in puddles echoes its sound. Sweet smell of honeysuckle, Exuding fresh fragrance mixed with dew, Thirsty trees with famished buds, Stretching brown limbs bathed for our review. Glassy windows have a way of presenting impeccable scenes, Viewed from fluffy feather beds to bring sweet repose from restless dreams. |
SOLITUDEStealing a second to collapse in my chair,Famished for rest from everyday care, Drawing the worn cloak of weariness around to escape the rigors of stereo sound; Oh to be embalmed in perfumes of peace, suspending my spirit in unconscious release |
LORD I NEED YOU SOLord, I always like to take a walk,If it's only just a block or two For when I go, I can always speak, A word or two with you. I'll set aside a world of care, And feel your presence and your love, The very freshness of the air, The peace that comes from heaven above. The earth is yours, I feel so small, I must not walk in vain, Guide me Lord, so I won't fall, Grant me strength to stand the strain. Take my hand in your own hand, Hold it tight and don't let go, This walk with you means so much There's times I need you so. |