Michael Lee Johnson

Michael Lee Johnson is a freelance writer and poet, who has had over 240 poems published in over 110 journals and online publications. He is a member of Poets & Writers, Inc and Directory of American Poets & Fictions Writers: pw.org/directory. He has been published in the United States, Canada, New Zealand, Australia, Nigeria, India, and the United Kingdom. The Lost American is about one man’s journey into exile over the Vietnam War many years ago, his struggle, his survival, his road to recovery and strength manifesting itself through his prose and poems. Mr. Michael Lee Johnson lives with his best friend, Nikki, the cat, and is content to be living in a small suburb of Chicago.


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	Saskatchewan Sky by Michael Lee Johnson Saskatchewan SkySaskatchewansky,just a preview of love,chip off
	Open Eyes Laid Back by Michael Lee Johnson Open eyes, black-eyed peas,laid back busy live
	Restless Hawk (V2) by Michael Lee Johnson Restless Hawk (V2)The angels of wings are always in flightbe the devil or archangel Michael.I\'m a hawk, I\'m a night owl nightbarroom flights, fighter,seeing eyes t

	Turnip in the Still by Michael Lee Johnson Turnip in the Still In shadow wooden structures
	Mount Pleasant Cemetery (V2) by Michael Lee Johnson Mount Pleasant Cemetery (V2)(Toronto, Ontario Canada)Gravediggers uprooting casketswith sharp, steel shovels-each slicing step downward
	Oh Carol, Poem by Michael Lee Johnson You treat me like soiled underwear.I work my way through.I gave up jitterbug dancing, that cha-cha-chá,all my eccentric moves, theatric acting, poetry slams.
	Dance of Tears, Chief Nobody (V5) by Michael Lee Johnson I’m old Indian chief storyplastered on white scattered sheets,Caucasian paper blowing in yesterday’s winds.
	Missing Feeding of the Birds (V3) by Michael Lee Johnson Keeping my daily journal diary shortthese sweet bird sounds lost-reviews January through March.Joy a dig deep snow on top of my sorrows.Skinny naked bon
	The March of the Emperor Penguins by Michael Lee Johnson Emperor Penguins never set feet on land,straight up their feet on ice, tuxedo\'s with short feathersoverlapped, waterproofed, inner down layers insulated with air.Heads bobble fat fan
	Everything Red for the Queen by Michael Lee Johnson Everything Red for the Queen Everything is red in the kingdom of the queen.Matador hat with barnacles,witch white hair to th
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