Poetry Porch: Poetry


by Robert K. Johnson


Soon today,
just as the songs tell me,
I will find love—

maybe taking the seat next to mine
in history class or standing
shoulder close to me

in the cafeteria line
or walking by where I sit
sipping an after-school soda

or if not today
then tomorrow. Surely
by Saturday

love—strong as my deepest breath—
will come to me
with open arms.

Copyright © 2017 by Robert K. Johnson.