It might have been that night we met, 

That place we sought and found our love,

That place which led us in the light,

Where our hearts did unwind.

I don’t know yet but hope one day,

I’ll look back then and maybe say,

I thanked the way I searched and found,

That night we met in time.

That dream you feel inside your heart, not certain when it was or what,

That place we knew yet never were,

That place we left and walked away,

To find our lives apart.

It’s just not right we haven’t met,

We don’t know when or where,

That place somewhere in thoughts not yet,

That place somewhere in time.

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An artist/writer as well as graduate of the University of South Carolina with degrees in journalism/20th Century American Literature, and retired senior executive of several international hotel/resort corporations, Johnny is the product of the south having been raised in the ever-changing transient lifestyle of a Carolina coastal resort. A point where he discovered, within his 300-year-old heritage and the world's dramatic social/cultural shifts during the late '60s to early 80’s an ambitious hunger and overwhelming curiosity to touch, see and become a participant in the virtually unlimited possibilities offered to those who wish for and seek life experiences. A journey which when hearing its details initially makes one a bit skeptical, questioning its validity as it is hard to imagine that incidents such as these may have crossed one man’s lifetime. This is the fodder required to step into zones exposing one's personal inner self, which many of his paintings and the words he writes do, openly. An ability to see and hear the tragic, beautiful, accomplished, exciting journey in a life free of inhibitions allowing others the opportunity to live vicariously and become, through his works, a part of its future. His larger works which have been featured in several Colorado and Fredericksburg Texas galleries and resorts have produced a number of collectors and fans. However, over the years, his paintings are mostly viewed by friends, enthusiastic new artist encountered on the streets or a small number of acquaintances he meets when dining in local cafés with his wife.
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Larry Tyler

The Poet returns. Beautiful my friend. We search often not knowing what it is that we search for.

Len Bernat

Johnny – This is beautiful – thanks for sharing.