Chuck Johnson

My Stories

  • A single tear escaped his eye. The first of many more tears to come. His dirty hand wiped his face but it only smeared the mud around.
    200 words, 12 comments, May 18. In <200 lines, Other
  • It was dark when she spoke to me.  I was sound asleep.   That cry in the night as her water broke woke me up.   We were miles from the hospital and I had just fi
    800 words, 7 comments, May 25, 2005. In <200 lines, Other

My Poetry

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  • Column: Friendships from AllPoetry.com at allpoetry
    Friendships developed on Allpoetry.com, unique, lasting, true friendships are there if you need, desire, or are just lucky enough to enter one. I have been lucky in the friends I've met here on this site and in real life. Today I met such a friend fro
  • Balboa Island at allpoetry
    Some would claim its a circle
    Others say a rough square
  • Precipice at allpoetry
    When I sit on the edge of the precipice
    I gaze into the abyss

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