Bernadette Johnson

Joined June 2021

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Bio

Bernadette “Berni” Johnson is the author of The Big Book of Spy Trivia, many tech articles, movie reviews, short stories, and two novels in perpetual editing.

You can find her blog, other work, and mailing list at bernijohnson.com.

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Word Wizardry
Writers work wonders with words, Weld woe with whimsy, Witlessness with wisdom, Wretchedness with wonderment, Weave worlds we wish we were within.
By Bernadette Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
Wise Words
Why wither when wronged with wicked words? Wanton wit won’t wound Who weighs words’ worth wisely.
By Bernadette Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
Top Story - January 2023
The Second HelpingTop Story - January 2023
I don’t lack conviction so much as confidence as to what is the right course. Daily paralyzed by the age-old question,
By Bernadette Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
The Sapphire
Corundum survives Fire and crush of earth above Reborn as beauty.
By Bernadette Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
The Yeti
Abominable. Such an unkind moniker For the ancient one.
By Bernadette Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
The Giant Looks Down
The giant looks down, Its cold stony brow furrowed, As the ants ascend.
By Bernadette Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
Looking Down
On the mountain peak All obstacles fall away To the earth below.
By Bernadette Johnsonabout a year ago in Poets
Dragon’s Breath
Dawn was Eerarw’s favorite time of day. She soared mere feet over the treetops, closed her eyes for a moment, and enjoyed the feeling of the wind on her face.
By Bernadette Johnsonabout a year ago in Fiction
Waiting for the Sting
Aardvarks are first But bees feed us Can’t you see the folly of Doing them harm? Everyone loves bees For the honey Golden nectar of the gods
By Bernadette Johnson2 years ago in Poets
Cold Pain, Warm Soup
As a child barely past crib age, I snuck out of bed and wandered the house. The sweet freedom soon turned bitter when a tack pierced my foot.
By Bernadette Johnson2 years ago in Poets
Silent Screams and Celestial Dreams
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But you can hear your own screams, and sometimes the silent ones are the loudest.
By Bernadette Johnson2 years ago in Fiction
Forget Us Not
Laure drove down the street of her childhood home. Things were different, but not entirely unfamiliar. Remodeled, maybe? And was that a giraffe in the neighbor’s yard?
By Bernadette Johnson2 years ago in Fiction

Bernadette Johnson

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Word Wizardry

Wise Words

The Second HelpingTop Story - January 2023

The Sapphire

The Yeti

The Giant Looks Down

Looking Down

Dragon’s Breath

Waiting for the Sting

Cold Pain, Warm Soup

Silent Screams and Celestial Dreams

Forget Us Not

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