Author: Patty Richardson

Spiders and dust
In every room
Get out the vacuum
Take out the broom.

Your clothes and your shoes
Now left on the floor
Pick them all up 
Don’t just close the door. 

Pick up the clutter
The papers, the books
Clean off the counter
Whenever you cook.

Everything has
A place of its own
Take care of your keys
Your purse and your phone.

Get organized
Soon you’ll feel better
It just takes some time
To pull it together.

Avoidance, a ploy
A means to an end
Won’t make you feel better
Let’s start, let’s begin.

One room at a time
One drawer to go through
I know you can do this
I have faith in you. 

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Love at first sight
Overwhelmed, captivated
Moved in too fast
Should have known, should have waited.

No second thoughts
No rhyme or good reason
Took off my clothes
So  cold, I was freezing.

Should have been cautious 
Too soon it began
Had I…. had known
Would have left, would have ran.

Flattered and charmed
Romance galore
Like in a movie
I begged you for more.

A wandering eye
When it rained, yes it poured
Before I knew it
You were gone, out the door.

Tears on my pillow
A broken, shattered heart
Wish I had known
Should have known from the start.

Seeking money and fame
Power and means
You took what you wanted
Had a plan, had a scheme.

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So incredibly lonely
Unbelievably sad
I know that you’re hurting
I know that it’s bad.

No one can change it
The trauma intense
The devastation
Nothing  makes sense.

Time passes us by
Too soon we get old
A knock on the door
They come for your soul.

Now you fend for yourself
No dinner for two
You eat alone
Because you have to.

A drive into town
You both used to go
A travel companion
Who knew, who could know?

Always there by your side 
She took care of you
 She held your hand
Always knew what to do.

You were her soulmate
Your love warm and true
She felt the same 
She truly loved you.

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Out on the ledge
Please jump for me
Please won’t you do it, babe?
Do it for me.

Tats on my arm
Memories of you
They tell the story
They tell the truth.

All of the reasons
I’ve heard them before
 Can’t let you hurt me, babe.
Not anymore.

Over the moon, you said
Right from the start
She took your breath away
She stole your heart.

Down on your knees
Asking too much of me
What were you thinking, babe?
I’d set you free?

Jump from the ledge, babe
It’s only twelve floors
Do it for me, babe
Let’s even the score. 

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All you know is how to swindle
You are all about the grift
Thinking you can threaten China
With your stinking, lying wit. 

I’m afraid that you don’t get it
China knows you can’t be trusted
You can’t force, cajole or bullshit 
You’ve been outed, you are busted. 

Beyond your depth, now in the big league
Your small time  gangster moves  won’t work
Other countries don’t respect you
They all know that you’re a jerk.

You have no respect or credibility
Your strong arm tactics only enrage
You’re  no skilled negotiator 
Don’t belong on the world stage.

While you’re busy playing checkers
Your opponents have mastered chess
All your talk of trade and tariffs
Has created a big mess. 

You’ve managed a takeover
With no idea what you should do
While the people in our country 
Have no respect for you.

The polls reflect your popularity
More than half think …. you’re a fool
They now know you are a psychopath
You have shown them you are cruel. 

Your disregard of the Constitution 
Your blatant disrespect 
You’re  creating a lawless nation
And, put us further into debt. 

Your heartless treatment of immigration 
Sending innocent men to El Salvador
Has shown us your true colors
You are evil to the core. 

It’s now up to the house republicans
Grow a spine or pair of balls
Time to confront the reigning monster
At this point, it is their call. 

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I do my best to make you happy
Wash the dishes, keep things clean
But nothing really matters
Cause you’re miserable, and mean.

I make you breakfast, make you coffee
Make your favorite… grits  and eggs
Then I slip into the bathroom
Cause I’ve got to shave my legs.

Try to start a conversation
But,  you’re so angry all the time
Nothing I want ever matters
You don’t care what’s on my mind. 

Always selfish, never grateful
You don’t care how I might feel
If I tell you that I’m hurting
Your response, “that’s no big deal”.

All you want is to watch TV
Take a nap, sleep in your chair
Watch your favorite TV programs
You hardly notice that I’m there.

I make you wings, chili and hotdogs
I keep your beer and glass both chilled
I put out chips, meatballs and sausage
I cook you burgers on the grill. 

You never tell me that you love me
You never try and  hold my hand
It’s impossible to reach you 
To try and make you understand. 

I do my best to make you happy
Wash the dishes, keep things clean
But, you’re never really satisfied
Why are you so damn mean?

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What’s it going to take for you
To realize the truth?
I no longer want to be
Don’t wanna be with you.

I moved on, I could’t wait
No possible solution
Inside the box, linear
You simply have no vision. 

Pounded by the wind, the waves
Battered by the current
Was under water way  too long
Though you say that we weren’t.

Nothing new or innovative
Another Ground Hog Day
Not amused or entertained
Intrigued or blown away. 

Struggled with the guilt, the blame
One day I just stopped trying
Packed my bags, pulled the plug
Tired of all your selfish whining.

Free to be myself again
Tired of watching you get high
Left a note that simply read
Adios, Au Revoir, Goodbye.

Now living on a sandy beach
In the Mediterranean 
So glad I had the strength to go
To get away from him. 

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Always so much pressure
I just want to take a nap
Feeling tired and weary
I just want to pet my cat.

Put my head upon the pillow
Close my eyes, catch forty winks
Wake up refreshed, revitalized 
Go out and have a drink.

The cafe around the corner
Has Happy Hour, starts at 3
So if you’re feeling up to it
Why don’t you come with me?

They have entertainment
A woman on guitar
Get yourself together
Drinks are half price at the bar.

How about a Margherita
A Martini or some wine?
Don’t need to wear your Sunday best
Truth is.… you look just fine.

We’ll be back in time for “Jeopardy”
And, “Dancing with The Stars”
It’s only round the block a ways
It isn’t very far.

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There’s a method to my madness
Something I just have to do
A long awaited wish or dream
At last is coming true. 

I can feel it in my heart
The pounding in my chest
Pushing through all obstacles
So little time to rest.

I can shout it from the rooftops
Post a notice, place an ad
I’ve got the urge to follow thru
A dream that I have had.

My confidence, my self esteem
Has been revitalized
I have been awakened, see the light
I’m no longer paralyzed.

It’s  become my quest, my goal 
Something I just have to do
Have to face my inhibitions
Address my worth, express my truth.

Incentivized, ignited
A mere spark, now set ablaze
Amidst the ash and embers
I’ve been rescued, I’ve been saved.

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