Tionge Rosalie Johnson : Writing

Inner Beauty

Inner Beauty

A Poem by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


On a canvas I am, the white drawing board with the red spot. You like the Van Gogh, the Di Vinci, the Picasso. ..
The Boy Who Slept in Graveyards.

The Boy Who Slept in Graveyards.

A Story by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


Just a quick write I wrote over winter break a few months ago. I was a little weary to post it, but I feel that the theme is important. The theme of m..
Deaf Culture: An Understanding

Deaf Culture: An Understanding

A Poem by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


I have a friend who is an interpreter for the deaf and this poem was inspired by all that she does :).
The Servant's Cat

The Servant's Cat

A Story by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


A white little kitten lay resting one rainy afternoon upon the soft cushions of a windowsill. The rhythmic pitter patt..
Eating With Chopsticks

Eating With Chopsticks

A Story by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


This was a story I wrote for my final portfolio for my Creative Writing Class. Hopefully it is an enjoyable read :).
Winter Solstice

Winter Solstice

A Poem by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


This was based on a dream I had. My imagination can be a great inspiration sometimes :).
The Routine

The Routine

A Poem by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


A teenager wakes up at 7:50 am, groans that he has to prepare for school. A teenager wakes up at 7:50 am, groans at ..
Food For Her Soul

Food For Her Soul

A Poem by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


Fed the language of our ancestors, she devoured the flavors of our heritage. Tasted each word, each conve..
A Street's Lament

A Street's Lament

A Poem by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


Tire marks leave residue at the mercy of its cemented body. Holesdrilled by construction workers battle again..
The Cocktail Party

The Cocktail Party

A Poem by Tionge Rosalie Johnson


As I sit here,champagne glass in hand, I ponder my love affair with money. A mix of pleasureand pain, its sed..

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