Help a Stranger.

A beach project inspired out of boredom…I decided it might be a fun idea to write positive messages on rocks at the rock beach and then put them in random places for strangers to find, in hopes that somewhere, someone would stumble upon them and it would put a smile on there face. Continuing the belief that a stranger is just a friend we have yet to meet….. These are just some of the ones I did. These particular ones read….

Take a chance, it just might change your life…

Smile… &

You are perfect just the way you are.

Her

HER

I strive to sustain anything but clinging
But there’s no denying that I gravitate toward truth
And recognize what is valuable.
See- some people have energy comparable to oxygen
Let this serve as a warning:
There is a force so incredible
That there are no means of containing it.
As elusive as memories on Sunday mornings,
She could have you exhaling fear and breathing in comfort,
Catching amber gazes with ocean blue eye traps,
Creating serendipitous surrenders of consequence for choices.
Bringing to life aspirations in the form of being
And dreaming in the moments caused by blinking.

I’m living life on a tangent,
Sleeping my nights on a lullaby
That isn’t meant for the daylight.
I sing your story in corners of chaos
And drop lines of sincerity
To my memories of you raising me,
Skipping stones on the river
Of prosperity that flows away from here.
As the rocks sink from the surface quickly
I am imagining that some find themselves
Light enough to be caught within the current
Drifting miles away
Dancing in deflected sunlight and icy waters
Then reaching the bottom and settling.
I’m not sure if what is happening
is reality or dreaming
the truth or just seeming.
Because at the end of the day what I’d like for it to be
Is irrelevant
Compared to what it is.
As Inevitably:
Stones sink,
Rivers bend,
And daylight breaks.
But let this serve as a warning:
There is a force so unwilling to compromise
The truth for acting
That you could bury her knee high in solid dirt
And she would breathe herself to the surface,
consume you at your roots, and nourish her being in the process.
Drop her in the middle of the river and she will skip that surface four times solid before swimming to shallow waters to feel the sunlight.
Bury your face in shame from lowered expectations and your gaze will never be returned to you by those ocean traps.
While you confuse chaos for your sanity,
She’s still steady breathing.
waiting for your responsorial song.

Things I Didn’t Need Poem (Unfinished)

This poem is unfinished. Bear with it xoxo

Things I Didn’t Need

I didn’t need your lies to survive, yet you provided them regardless.

I didn’t need your fake promises of change to keep me going, I assure you I would have survived in spite of them.

I didn’t need you to wound me to know I am capable of bleeding, I’ve known it all along.

I didn’t need your disapproval to know opposition exists.

I didn’t need you to pretend just to keep me holding on, I guarantee you I’ve never been good at letting go in the first place.

I didn’t need your random displays of attention to verify the reality of my meager existence.

I didn’t need your constant threats of rejection in order to feel excluded from life.

I didn’t need your cruel words to grasp my faults I guarantee you I understand them all too well.

I didn’t need your continuous belittling; I assure you I’ve always been my own worst enemy.

I didn’t need you to disregard me in order to feel your constant disdain towards me.

and

I didn’t need your habitual neglect to know how very cold this world can be.

-Johanna M. Dunn-

Judgement Day

Note before reading: I wrote this poem a long time ago when as you can tell from reading it, I was not in a very peaceful place. I am posting it here because it has always been a gentle reminder as to how your mind can work when you are not centered. Although, re-reading this poem I realize it is not that good but oh well!!! I hope you enjoy!

Judgement Day

The judgers get judged in the end…

without a helping hand to lend.

They smile at you with there big fake eyes,

but its up to you to realize.

They’ll judge you if you let them,

there always looking for the next to condemn.

They’ll smile in your face and laugh behind your back.

just waiting to make there next attack.

Having no choice you’ll rise above it,

Your wrongs you’ll readily admit.

You’ll stand up and fight on your own,

cause baby there cover just got blown.

It’s to late now, they’ve pushed you to hard.

But girl don’t let them leave you scarred.

You’ve learned your lesson now,

and your going to get through this… somehow.

JMD