Category Archives: The Poetic Side

I Hear Him

Here’s a poem I wrote several years ago. I hope it blesses you.   I Hear Him I hear Him. . . In the awesome, roaring grandeur of the thunder the waterfall the pounding surf   And I hear Him. … Continue reading

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The Accidental Poet

One Saturday a month, I have the privilege of moderating a critique session with a small-but-tasteful group of writers. I don’t think any of us would object to being called “nerds.” We take our work seriously, and when we are … Continue reading

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Meanwhile, in my “Other” World…

The day before Father’s Day, Mrs. Tweedy and I drove to Italy, Texas to participate in the “Tour d’Italia” bike ride as usual. The organizers offer five different routes: You can choose 12, 30, 42, 50, or 63 miles. I’d … Continue reading

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Tradeoff Thursday

I’ve been getting to know Jody, a fellow blogger, for some weeks now. We like each other’s work so much that we decided to trade Guest Posts and share the joy. On an agreed-upon day, Jody would publish one of … Continue reading

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Through the Looking Glass and Into the Intergalactic Quiltapalooza

Disclaimer: I blatantly stole the word “Quiltapalooza” from my friend Dan, whose lovely wife Cindy has often attended the festival described below. It’s just a good thing I was not driving. Not only were the unfamiliar Houston streets interrupted by … Continue reading

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Road Trip

I wrote this poem in September 2007 for my Intro Creative Writing course. Road Trip by Janice C. Johnson Pinewoods rise and fall away behind us, giving ground to prairie. The brown grass reminds us it’s still winter. Two sisters … Continue reading

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DFW to Sky Harbor

DFW to Sky Harbor by Janice C. Johnson Voices, noises, choices of drinks. Hurried attendants, the insistent whine of jet engines and cranky toddlers. A family starts their vacation, the kids oscillating with excitement. A man checks sales figures on … Continue reading

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